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WRITTEN 


FOR   THE   USE 


OF 


HEBREW  CONGREGATIONS, 


"1  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  while  I  live  :  I  will  sing  praise  unto 
my  God  while  J  exist."     PSALM  civ.,  v.  33. 


FOURTH  EDITION,  REVISED  AND  CORRECTED. 


CHARLESTON,'  S.    C. : 

PUBLISHED    BY   THE 

CONGREGATION   BETH   ELOHIM. 

A.  M.  5627. 


Entered  according    to  Act    of    Congress,  in    the  year    1856, 
by  the  Hebrew  Congregation 

BETH  ELOHIM, 

In  the  Clerk's  office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States, 
for  the    District  of  fouth   Carolina. 


^,  .  &.  C.     ] 
EDWARD    PERRV,  'PRINTER, 
149  MEETING  STREET.— 1875. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Hymns 
I.  CONSECRATION  HYMNS 1—3 

II.  ATTRIBUTES  OF  GOD.. 

1.  UNITY  or  GOD 4 — 5 

2.  IMMUTABILITY  or  GOD 6 

3.  OMNIPOTENCE 7 — 8 

4.  OMNISCIENCE 9-11 

5.  OMNIPRESENCE 12-13 

6.  DIVINE  LOVE 14 

7.  DIVINE  MEECY 15-19 

8.  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 20-22 

9.  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE  IN  RELATION  TO 

ISRAEL 23-26 

III.  THE  DIGNITY  AND  DESTINY  OF  MAN. 

1.  MAN'S  DIGNITY 27 

2.  MAN,  THE  IMAGE  OF  GOD 28 

3.  VIRTUE 29-30 

4.  PIETY 31-38 

5.  IMMORTALITY  OF  THE  SOUL 39-43 

6.  COMMEMORATION  OF  THE  DEAD 44-45 


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IV  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Hymns. 
JV.  RELATION  BETWEEN  GOD  AND  MAN. 

1.  REVELATION...* 46 

2.  DIVINE  LAW..  47 

• 

3.  RELIGION 48-51 

4.  DUTIES  TOWARDS  GOD. 

1.  Acquisition    of  the    Knowledge    of 

the  Lord 52 

2.  Obedience  to  the  Will  of  God 53-5H 

3.  Faith  in  God 57-60 

4.  Hope  in  God 61-64 

5.  Love  of  God 65 

6.  Gratitude  towards  God 66-67 

7.  Submission  to  the  Will  of  God 68-81 

* 

5.  DUTIES  TOWAEDS  OURSELVES. 

1.  Self-knowledge 82 

2  Self-examination 83-85 

3.  Humility 86-89 

4.  Contentment 90-94 

5.  For  the  Sick 95 

6.  Preparation  for  Death 96 

• 

6.  DUTIES  TOWARDS  OTHERS. 

1.  Truth 97— ^ 

2.  Honesty 99 

3.  Justice 100 

4.  Righteousness 101 

5.  Forbearance 102-105 

6.  Brotherly  Love 106-108 

7.  Filial  Love 109-110 

8.  Matrimonial  Love Ill 

9.  Charity 112-119 

V.  MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 

1.  FAITH,  HOPE,  AND  LOVE 120 

2.  PRAYER..  ..121-124 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  V 

Hymns. 

3.  DIVINE  WORSHIP 125-127 

4.  DEVOTION..: *! 128-1-!!' 

5.  PRAISE  AND  _  THANKSGIVING 130-141 

6.  MORNING 142 

7.  EVENING 143 

8.  SPRING  144 

9.  WINTER 145-146 

10.  PEACE 147-148 

11.  OUR  COUNTRY 149 

12.  PENITENCE 150-1H3 

VI.  SABBATH   HYMNS 164-177 

VII.  FESTIVAL  HYMNS. 

1.  NEW  YEAR  (Roshe  Hashanah) 178-181 

2.  DAY    OF    ATONEMENT   (Yorne    Hakip- 

pureem) 182-186 

3.  TABERNACLES  (Succoth) 187-191 

4.  FEAST  OF  DEDICATION  (Hanuccah) 192-194 

5.  FEAST  OF  ESTHER  (Pureem) 195-196 

6.  PASSOVER  (Pesach) 197-201 

7.  PENTECOST  (Shabungoth) 202-204 

VIII.  CONFIRMATION  HYMNS..  205-207 


^T 


APPENDIX. 

SCHOOL  HYMNS 208-210 

HEBREW  HYMNS pages  210-212 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


•                                                                            Number.  Page. 

ABOVE  all  honor  and  all  praise 137  135 

Affliction  cometh  not  from  dust 73  74 

All  living  souls  shall  bless  Thy  name 136  134 

Almighty  God  !  Thy  special  grace 195  190 

Almighty  God!  we  pray  to  Thee 210  209 

Almighty  God!  whose  will  alone 11  15 

A  mournful  lament  for  the  dead 41  44 

Arise!  let  the  souls  of  the  Hebrews  rejoice 194  189 

BEFORE  the  glorious  orbs  of  light 4  7 

Begin  the  holy  hymn  of  praise 129  127 

Between  the  past  and  future  year 178  171 

Blest  are  th'  enlight'ners  of  mankind 50  53 

Blest  is  the  bond  of  wedded  love Ill  HO 

Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 35  39 

Bounteous  Father  !  by  what  course 115  113 

By  Babel's  streams  Thy  children  wept 2  5 

CAST  me  not  from  Thy  presence,  Lord 158  154 

Comfort  ye,  0  Israel !  and  lift  no  more 186  180 

Creator  of  the  universe 163  158 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  Vll 

Number.  1'a.n'f. 

DAUGHTERS  of 'Israel!  arise 165  160 

Deep  silence  reigned  in  Isaac's  tent 56  58 

Descend  into  thyself,  my  soul 83  83 

Despond  not,  0  my  heart 76  76 

Divine  Disposer  of  events 10  14 

Draw  nigh,  0  Lord!  unto  my  soul 70  71 

EARLY  and  late  my  God  I  seek 98  96 

Eternal,  almighty,  invisible  God 133  131 

Eternal  love  is  Thine,  0  God 184  178 

Exalted  theme  of  human  praise 156  151 

Extol  the  King  who,  throned  above 135  133 

Exult,  rny  soul !  in  consciousness  proud 28.  33 

FATHER  of  mercies  !  on  this  morning 185  178 

Father  of  nations  !  Judge  divine 149  144 

Father!  will  abstinence,  or  prayer,  or  song 99  97 

Fear  not,  fear  not,  0  Jeshurun 25  30 

Formless  and  void  creation  stood 53  56 

Frail,  feeble,  inefficient  man 80  80 

From  my  voice  shall  virtue's  praise  proceed 157  152 

GATHER  and  worship!  the  first  sta-r  of  eve...   164  159 

Glorified  throughout  all  time 7  11 

Glory  and  praise  to  the  bountiful  Sire 138  135 

Glory  not  in  a  gift  so  vain 52  54 

Glory  to  God!  whose  outstretched  hand 200  196 

God  dwells  in  light 193  188 

God  of  my  fathers !  in  Thy  sight 207  205 

God  of  my  fathers!  merciful  and  just 39  43 

God  of  power  !  in  Thy  gift 29  34 

God  of  the  earth,  the  air,  the  sea 197  192 

God  of  the  Sabbath  !   to  Thy  praise 170  163 

God  of  the  universe !  unfailing  friend 79  79 


Vlll  INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES. 

Number.  Page. 

God  Supreme  !  to  Thee  I  pray 68  70 

God  !  to  my  spirit's  great  delight 205  202 

Great  Arbiter  of  human  fate 192  186 

HALLELUJAH  !  praise  to  Thee 199  195 

Hallelujah 201  197 

Hallow  my  Sabbaths  !  Will  Israel  respond 174  167 

Happy  he  whom  nature  mouldeth 206  204 

Have  mercy  on  Thy  servant,  Lord 151  147 

Healer  of  the  wounded  heart 74  75 

Hearken  not,  man!   to  the  voice  of  self-love....     86  86 

Hear  my  voice  and  grant  my  pray'r 95  94 

Here  at  this  temple's  holy  shrine 127  125 

He  spoke;  and  through  the  gloom  profound 167  161 

Holy  and  everlasting  One 144  141 

House  of  Judah,  bless  the  Lord 139  136 

How  beautiful  it  is  to  see 106  104 

How  cold  that  man  !  to  faith  how  dead 20  24 

How  desolate  thy  fields  and  vales 187  181 

How  great,  how  pure  is  my  delight 191  185 

How  long  will  man,  in  pleasure  merged 32  37 

How  oft  has  man,  with  "  heart  of  stone" 119  117 

How  sad  the  wintry  hours  seem 146  142 

I   LIFT  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills til  63 

I  saw  a  palace  proud  and  high 113  111 

I  tremble  not;  Thou,  Lord,  art  nigh 13  17 

I  weep  not  now  as  once  I  wept ." 57  59 

I  wept  when  from  my  eager  grasp 71  72 

I  will  extol  Thee,  0  my  King 19  23 

I  will  still  remain  with  Thee 21  25 

If  mortal  vision  may  not  meet 140  137 

In  glory,  Lord !  dost  Thou  appear * 85  85 

In  God,  the  holy,  wise,  and  just 9  13 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  IX 

Number.  Page. 

In  harmony  with  heaven's  peace 171  164 

In  holiness,  eternal  Lord 34  38 

In  perilous  probation  here 124  122 

In  the  great  scales  of  human  life 90  89 

Intensely  radiant  was  thy  peak. 110  108 

Into  the  tomb  of  ages  past 179  173 

Is  there  within  the  world's  wide  bound 148  144 

Israel!  to  holy  numbers  3  6 

It  is  the  solemn  Sabbath-day 166  160 

LEADERS  of  Israel'  arise  152  148 

Let  choral  songs  of  gladness  flow 46  49 

Let  me  for  present  hours  borrow 93  92 

Let  the  Lord  be  ever  praised 131  129 

Let  the  standard  of  truth  by  Judah  be  planted     97  95 

Let  there  be  love  :   it  is  the  light 107  105 

Let  thy  heart  for  ever  delight  in  the  Lord 59  61 

Let  us  to  prayer  ;    it  is  the  holy  time 202  199 

Lift,  lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high 126  124 

Lo!   lie  sleeps  and  slumbers  not 24  28 

Look  down,  0  God  !  with  gracious  eye 181  174 

Lord!  let  Thy  countenance  now  shine 75  76 

Lord!  my  Redeemer  and  my  Rock 38  42 

Lord  of  the  world  !  when  I  behold 183  176 

Lord!  what  is  man,  that  Thou  shouldst  take...     51  53 

Lord!  when  I  hear  Thy  holy  law 47  50 

MAN  of  the  world!  wilt  thou  not  pause 33  38 

Many  are  the  pains  and  sorrows 77  77 

Morn  breaks  upon  Moriah's  height 180  173 

Mournfully  chant !  for  our  choir  accords 160  155 

My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Guide 89  88 

My  God!  my  God*  to  Thee  I  cling 81  81 

My  heart  is  bared  to  Thee,  0  Lord 182  176 


X  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Number.  Page. 

NOT  lor  affliction,  gracious  God 14  19 

Now  let  the  hand  of  toil  suspend 172  165 

O'ER  all  this  wide  and  beauteous  earth 17  22 

Of  all  the  virtues  that  we  find 102  100 

Of  heaven's  bounties  let  us  sing 190  184 

O  God  !  as  we  on  nature  gaze 6  9 

0  God  !  to-day  our  joyful  song  of  praise 196  191 

0  God  !  to  Thy  paternal  grace 58  60 

0  God  !  within  Thy  temple  walls 27  32 

Oh!  answer  me,  my  God  !  this  day 150  146 

Oh!  blest  be  he  who  ne'er  forgets  the  poor 116  114 

Oh!  ever  adverse  to  the  scheme 103  101 

Oh!  fill  our  hearts,  almighty  King 208  208 

Oh  !  how  imperfect,  blind,  and  false 36  40 

Oh!  how  shall  man  with  God  contend 54  57 

Oh!  let  us  mingle  heart  and  voice 198  193 

Oh  !  love  the  Lord  with  all  thy  heart 65  67 

Oh  !  plaintive  be  the  touch  and  tone 162  157 

Oh!  sad  is  nature's  aspect  now 145  141 

Oh!  that  on  morning's  dewy  wings 69  71 

Oh!  turn  at  meek  devotion's  call 31  36 

Oh!  what  avails  my  destination 30  35 

Oh!  whence  doth  human  happiness  arise 91  90 

Oh!  where  is  he  who  yesterday 94  93 

Oh!  worship  God!  approach  His  shrine 125  123 

Oh!  worship  not  at  glory's  shrine 154  150 

0  King  of  glory!  when  we  contemplate 16  21 

0  man!  frail  child  of  finite  pow'rs 44  47 

On  dim  futurity  with  idle  aim 92  91 

One  God!  One  Lord!  One  mighty  King 5 

On  Shinar's  plain  see  Babel's  tower  rise 88 

•0  Thou!  in  whom  the  power  dwells.* 72  73 

O  thou  !  possest  of  health  and  bloom 96  94 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XI 

Number.  Page. 

0  Thou  !  who,  as  the  great  Unknown 147  143 

0  Thou  !  who  dwell'st  in  heights  supernal 45  48 

0  Thou  !  whose  shrine  the  sweetest  incense  bears  112  110 

0  uncreated  Holy  One 132  130 

Out  of  sorrow's  depths  I  cry 87  87 

PRAISE  the  Counselor  supreme 188  182 

Praise  the  Lord  God,  the  glorious  Supreme 173  166 

Praise  to  the  God  of  nations  sing 177  170 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  for  it  is  good 130  128 

Pray  in  the  night,  when  silence  and  the  stars...  118  116 

Pray  when  the  morn  unveileth 121  119 

Prepare  and  purify  my  heart ; 175  168 

Princes  of  earth,  bend  lowly  down 141  138 

REBUKE  me  not,  nor  chasten  me 60  62 

Refreshed  by  sleep,  that  sovereign  balm 142  139 

Refuge  I  seek  at  the  shrine  of  devotion 128  126 

Rejoice  in  God,  our  mighty  Rock 203  200 

Remember,  man,  while  thou  art  young 49  52 

Rest  for  the  Lord!  The  work  is  done 176  169 

Return,  0  Lord  !  and  let  me  be 114  112 

Rude  are  the  tabernacles  now 189  183 

SOURCE  of  Mercy,  Truth,  and  Grace 168  162 

Stranger  to  that  pure  ambition 159  154 

Stretched  languidly  upon  his  couch 117  115 

THE  heavens,  Almighty  !  Thy  glory  declare...     37  41 

The  Lord,  a  watchful  guardian,  reigns 143  140 

The  Lord  of  heaven  reigns 8  12 

The  prophet  to  the  people  said 100  98 

The  sun  shines  on  with  glorious  light 23  28 

Though  faith's  discordant  worshipers  may  rear  123  121 

Though  I  from  kindred  meet  but  scorn 62  64 


Xll  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Number.  Page. 

Though  man  of  all  the  ruin  hears 42  45 

Though  sorrows  may  be  multiplied 55  57 

To  man,  with  reason's  gift  endued 67  69 

To  sjiiile  when  we  on  life's  breakers  are  tossed     48  51 

Through  the  valley  of  tears  as  we  thoughtfully     43  40 

Truly  and  tenderly  should  1 108  106 

UNLESS  the  land  where  ye  abide 26  31 

Unto  Thine  altar,  King  of  kings 155  150 

WE  bless  Thee,  0  Lord !  as  the  bountiful  Source  134  132 

We  bring  not  to  our  holy  shrine 204  201 

We  look  to  Thee,  ineffable  King 22  27 

Weeping,  and  loth  from  all  she  loved  to  part...     18  22 

What  cause  hast  thou,  0  Israel!  for  tears 105  103 

What  painful  mem'ries  from  the  buried  past....   153  149 

When  Faith,  too  young  for  a  sublimer  creed....       1  3 

When  grief  on  the  heart  has  weighed 64  Oft 

When  I  remember,  0  my  God 109  108 

When  T  would  smile,  remembrance  brings 78  78 

When  light  broke  forth  at  God's  command 15  20 

When  morning  paints  the  eastern  sky 40  44 

When  night  from  nature's  kingdom  flies 122  120 

Wherefore  Hallelujah  sing 12  16 

While  man  explores  with  curious  eye 82  82 

W7ho,  God  of  glory  !  shall  be  found 101  99 

Who  is  that  angel  of  the  universe 120  118 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul 63  65 

Why,  0  heedless  mortal !  dost  thou  fly 84  84 

Why,  0  man  !  is  not  thy  soul's  desire 104  102 

With  ardent  love  and  reverence  deep 66  68 

With  grateful  hearts  of  song  and  praise 209  208 

With  joyful  heart  I  greet  again.. : 169  163 

Woe  unto  Zion  1  she  is  spoiled 161  15(> 


HYMNS. 


HYMNS. 


1.  CONSECBATION  HYMNS.* 


1    1  When  Faith,  too  young  for  a  sublimer  creed, 
Her  simple  text  from  nature's  volume  taught, 
She  'wakened  Melody,  whose  shell  and  reed, 
Though  rude,  upon  her  spirit  gently 

wrought. 
But  soon  from  sylvan  altars  she  took  wing, 

And  music  followed  still  the  angel's  flight ; 
Savage  no  more,  she  touched  a  golden  string, 
And  sung  of  God,  in  Revelation's  light. 
Lend,  lend  our  chords,  ye  seraph-pair, 

The  soul  of  Jesse's  son, 
That  we  may  in  harmonious  prayer, 
Exalt  the  Holy  One  ! 

*  Hymns  1,  2,  and  3  were  sung  at  the  consecration  of 
the  Synagogue  of  the  Congregation  Beth  Elohini,  on 
Friday,  the  26th  of  Adar,  A.  M.,  5601. 


2  Girt  in  His  ligh'trimg  robe,  God  gave  the  law. 

From  trembling  Sinai,  to  His  eldest-born  ; 
Tablets,  that  time  from  memory  could  not  draw, 
A  talisman  in  Judah's  bosom  worn. 
His  spirit  before  thousands  past, 

To  one  alone  revealed  ; 
And  'mid  the  thunder's  awful  blast, 
Faith's  covenant  was  sealed. 

'  Him  first,  Him  last,"  Him  let  us  ever  sing, 
Whose  promise  yet  the   Hebrew   pilgrim 

cheers  ; 
Who  shall  His  wandering  people  once  more 

bring 

Back  to  the  glory  of  departed  years. 
Bright  pillar  of  our  desert  path, 

Through  shame  and  scorn  adored  ; 
Thy  mercy  triumph's  o'er  thy  wrath, 
Creator,  King,  and  Lord  ! 

4  Lost  is  the  pomp,  that  in  the  land  of  palms 

Thy  regal  temple  on  Moriah  graced  ; 
No  wreathing  incense  here  Thy  shrine  embalms, 
No  cherub-plumes  are  round  its  altars 

placed. 

Our  censer  is  the  "  vital  urn," 
Our  ark  's  upborne  by  zeal ; 
To  these.  Almighty  !  wilt  thou  turn 
At  Israel's  appeal. 

5  Now,  let  joyous  Hallelujah's  ring, 

The  fallen  casts  her  ashes  far  away  ; 
Behold  another  fane  from  ruin  spring, 
In  brighter  and  more  beautiful  array. 


Enter  in  brotherly  accord 
God's  holy  dwelling-place  ; 

Chastened  in  spirit  and  in  word, 
There  supplicate  His  grace. 

G  Hear,  0  Supreme  !  our  humble  invocation  ; 
Our  country,   kindred,   and    the    stranger 

bless  ! 
Bless,  too,  this  sanctuary's  consecration, 

Its  hallowed  purpose  on  our  hearts  impress, 
Still,  still  let  choral  harmony 
Ascend  before  Thy  throne  ; 
While  echoing  seraphim  reply  : 

The  Lord  our  God  is  One  !        p.  M. 


COMFORT    YE!     COMFORT    YE! 
ISAIAH,  CHAP.  XL.,  v.  1. 

I  By  Babel's  streams  Thy  children  wept  ; 
Then  mute,  0  Israel  !  was  thy  choir  ; 
While  as  thy  weary  exiles  slept, 
And  on  the  willow  hung  thy  lyre, 
A  seraph's  voice,  soft  as  the  dew, 

Fell  on  their  dream  with  "Nahamoo.'' 

2  No  song  made  glad  that  mournful  voice  ; 

No  ease  was  for  that  bruised  breast, 
'Till  He  who  led  thee  to  rejoice, 
Sent  forth  from  Zion  His  behest  ! 
Firm  as  thy  faith  in  Him  was  true, 
Like  manna  fell  the  "  Nahamoo." 


3  The  stranger  hath  usurped  the  seat 

Where,  crowned  with  glory,  blaz'd  thy 


6 


"  The  flow'ry  brooks  thy  hallow'd  feet 
Still  wash,"  0  Zion  !  still  remain 
To  mark  the  ruin  and  renew 
The  memory  of  the  "  Nahamoo." 

4  God's  mercies  shine,  a  lingering  beam, 

The  pilgrim  on  his  path  to  light ; 
From  Sinai's  brow,  from  Jordan's  stream. 
From  off'rings  of  the  heart  contrite, 
His  promises  all  our  hopes  imbue 
With  blessings  of  the  "  Nahamoo." 

j.  c.  L. 

1   1  Israel !  to  holy  numbers 

Tune  thy  harp's  exalting  strain  ; 
From  its  long  entranced  slumbers   * 
Wake  to  life  its  soul  again. 

2  Give  to  song  its  ancient  glories, 

Let  the  pealing  anthems  rise, 
Proudly  to  rehearse  the  stories — 
Gem'd  with  glory  from  the  skies. 

3  Gently  chaunt  fair  Miriam's  praise, 

Faith  sustained  her  heart  sincere  ; 
'Twas  her  first  enraptured  lays, 
Sounding  timbrils  tuned  to  prayer. 

4  Rejoicing  went  the  welcome  song, 

As  to  heaven  up  it  rose, 
Sweet  spirits  would  the  sound  prolong, 
Half  awak'ning  from  repose. 

5  Almighty  God  !  before  this  shrine 

Man  his  Maker  worships  free  ; 
Oh  !  bless  it  with  Thy  love  divine, 
Fill  it  with  Thy  charity. 


6  God  is  eternal — and  alone  ! 

Humbly  let  us  bend  the  knee, 
While  seraph's  guard  His  sacred  throne, 
Linking  immortality.  c.  M. 


II.   ATTRIBUTES   OF  GOD. 

1.   UNITY   OF   GOD. 
(ADONE  NGOLAM.) 

1  Before  the  glorious  orbs  of  light 

Had  shed  one  blissful  ray, 
In  awful  power  the  Lord  of  might 
Reigned  in  eternal  day. 

2  .At  His  creative,  holy  word, 

The  voice  of  nature  spoke  ; 
Unnumber'd  worlds,  with  one  accord, 
To  living  joys  awoke. 

3  Then  was  proclaimed  the  mighty  King, 

In  majesty  on  high  ; 
Then  did  the  holy  creatures  sing 
His  praises  through  the  sky. 

4  All  merciful  in  strength  he  reigns, 

Immutable,  Supreme  ; 
His  hand  the  universe  sustains. 
He  only  can  redeem. 

5  He  is  the  mighty  God  alone, 

His  presence  fills  the  world  ; 
He  will-  forever  reign,  the  One, 
Eternal,  only  Lord  ! 


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6  Almighty,  powerful  and  just, 

Thou  art  my  God,  my  friend ! 
My  rock,  my  refuge,  and  my  trust, 
On  Thee  my  hopes  depend. 

7  Oh  !  be  my  guardian  whilst  I  sleep, 

For  thou  didst  lend  me  breath  ; 
And  when  I  wake  my  spirit  keep, 

And  save  my  soul  in  death.          D.  N.  c. 


1  One  God!  One  Lord!   One  mighty  King  ! 
In  unity  will  Judah  sing ; 
Transmitting  e'er  from  sire  to  son 
The  truth  that  God  is  only  One. 

2  Thee,  Sov'reign  of  the  universe, 
Through  ages,  'mid  all  sects  diverse, 
The  Hebrew  child  is  taught  to  praise, 
To  lisp  Thy  name,  and  learn  Thy  ways. 

3  To  Thee  alone,  when  life  recedes, 
The  dying  Israelite  still  pleads ; 
In  One  Redeemer,  God,  and  guide 
His  fleeting  spirit  doth  confide. 

4  Centre  and  Source  of  truth  sublime] 
The  sun  is  but  a  lamp  of  time, 

A  transient  spark  by  mercy  fed, 
That  man  might  up  to  Thee  be  led. 

5  Thy  law  is  that  eternal  Light, 

That  dawning  first  on  Horeb's  height, 
Still  deigns  on  Israel  to  shine, 
A  proof  of  grace  and  love  divine. 

6  It  penetrates  the  stubborn  heart, 
And  purifies  its  sinful  part, 


The  voice  of  God,  0  Jndah  !  hear, 
And  fix  His  law  for  ever  there. 


2.    IMMUTABILITY   OF   GOD. 
PSALM  xc. 

£?  1  0  God !  as  we  on  nature  gaze, 

We  see  through  all  her  mighty  maze, 

The  spirit  of  mutation  ; 
Thou  art  alone  with  power  endued 
To  triumph  o'er  vicissitude  ; 
Thou  knowest  no  variation. 
Stars  disappear 
From  heaven's  sphere, 
Yet  Thou  art  there  ! 
Seas  shrink  to  rills,. 
High  rocks  to  hills  ; 
Such  change  but  nature's  law  fulfills. 

2  Exhaustless  Source  of  countless  suns  ! 
Thy  voice  to  earth's  unheeding  ones 

This  mandate  e'er  resoundeth  : 
Alike  ye  abject  and  august, 
Sink,  downward  sink,  to  kindred  dust, 
Where  death  his  empire  foundeth. 

God  of  the  spheres  ! 

A  thousand  years 

One  day  appears 

To  Thee,  whose  hand 

The  heavens  spanned, 
And  worlds  on  worlds  stupendous  planned. 

3  We  are  as  flowers  of  the  mead, 
Bearing  corruption's  fatal  seed 

Within  our  heart's  recesses ; 


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But,  oh  !  believe  the  truth  we  sing, 
To  soul  and  blossom  conies  a  spring. 
That  vivifies  and  blesses. 

Each  hath  its  tears, 

Each  tribute  bears 

Of  sweets  or  prayers ; 

But  man,  whose  mind 

G-od's  image  shrined, 
Shall  place  among  immortals  find. 

4  Behold  the  grass  with  dew-drops  decked 
Canst  thou  in  its  green  spires  detect 

Aught  that  decay  portendeth  ? 
Yet  look,  at  eve,  on  each  young  blade 
That  in  the  beams  of  morning  played, 
Cut  down — with  dust  it  blendeth. 

Type  of  man's  fate  ! 

With  youth  elate 

His  mortal  date 

Remote  appears  : 

'Till  waning  years 
Wither  the  verdure  life  first  bears. 

5  Three-score — how  small  a  part  is  this, 
Of  ages  cast  in  that  abyss 

Where  time  his  victims  hideth  ; 
That  tomb  of  many  yesterdays, 
From  which  a  voice  proceeds  and  says 
To  those  whom  reason  guideth : 

From  this  our  grave, 

Ye  fair  and  brave, 

Your  morroivs  save 

Lest  by  neglect 

These  two  are  wrecked, 
And  buried  'neath  oblivion's  wave. 


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6  Then  count  the  moments  as  they  pass, 
Shining  or  dark,  from  time's  sand-glass, 

Ere  they  depart  for  ever ; 
From  each  some  blessed  thought  extract, 
To  each  attach  some  godly  act, 
Or  virtuous  endeavor. 

Then  shall  no  change 

Your  peace  derange, 

Your  souls  estrange 

From  that  great  guide 

Who  rules  the  tide,     , 
That  past  from  future  doth  divide. 

7  Immutability  is  Thine, 
Creator,  King,  and  Lord  divine, 

In  whom  perfection  dwelleth  ! 
Oh  !  bring  us  nearer  to  Thy  throne, 
Let  us  from  angels  catch  the  tone 
That  of  thy  glory  telleth. 
Oh  !  bless  the  meek 
Who  daily  seek 
Thy  praise  to  speak  ; 
Whose  efforts  blend, 
Faith  to  extend 
In  Thee,  man's  never-changing  Friend  ! 

p.  M. 

3.  OMNIPOTENCE. 

1  1  Glorified  throughout  all  time, 

Be  the  name  of  God  supreme ! 
Who  in  heaven  reigned  sublime, 
Ere  creation  felt  His  beam. 

2  He  the  world's  foundation  laid 
By  His  strength  of  will  alone ; 


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Suns  and  stars  around  him  played, 
Catching  splendor  from  His  throne. 

3  Nature,  .at  His  bidding,  brought 

Atoms  into  elements ; 
Works  of  beauty  then  were  wrought, 
Worthy  of  Omnipotence. 

4  Mountains  towered  high  and  vast, 

Seas  from  viewless  caverns  gushed, 
Infant  winds  serenely  passed, 
Flowers  into  being  blushed. 

5  Tenants  of  the  air  and  deep, 

Animals  that  tread  the  ground, 
Insect  tribes  that  o'er  it  creep, 
Were  to  life  and  order  bound. 

6  Man,  at  last,  God's  spirit  felt 

Glowing  warmly  in  his  soul ; 
Earth  before  a  sov'reign  knelt, 
And  acknowledged  his  control. 

7  With  this  spark  of  light  divine, 

Shining  o'er  the  breast  within, 
Mortal,  on  !  what  shame  is  thine. 

When  thou  fallest  into  sin.  p.  M. 


O    1  The  Lord  of  heaven  reigns, 

Eternal  and  sublime ; 
All  limit  he  disdains 

Of  power,  space,  or  time. 

2  Though  ages  take  their  flight, 
No  change  in  Him  it  makes, 
Whose  raiment  is  the  light, 

Whose  voice  in  thunder  speaks. 


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3  Stars  with  His  essence  fraught, 

In  harmony  unite, 
To  praise  the  Hand  that  wrought 
The  orbs  of  day  and  night. 

4  As  ocean  ebbs  and  flows, 

Swayed  by  its  viewless  guide, 
In  tempest  or  repose, 
God  still  is  glorified. 

5  0  Lord  !  let  me  not  fail 

In  trials  of  the  soul ; 
Let  perfect  faith  prevail, 
And  pious  self-control. 

6  Desert  not  Thy  frail  charge, 

But  with  a  father's  care 
My  heart  and  mind  enlarge, 

To  bear  and  to  forbear.  p.  M. 

4.  OMNISCIENCE. 

Q  1  In  God,  the  holy,  wise,  and  just, 
From  childhood's  tender  years, 
Have  I  reposed  with  perfect  trust 
My  worldly  hopes  and  fears. 

2  From  every  page  that  time  has  turned, 

Since  that  bright  season  fled, 
Some  useful  lesson  have  I  learned, 
Some  striking  moral  read. 

3  The  prize  ambition  keenly  sought, 

A  worthless  bauble  proved  ; 
The  web  of  gold  by  av'rice  wrought, 
A  mighty  Hand  removed. 


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4  No  self-exalting  scheme  can  man, 

Unknown  to  God,  project ; 
No  dark  device  the  sland'rer  plan, 
Which  He  will  not  detect. 

5  In  vain  would  evil-doers  hope 

His  scrutiny  to  fly  ; 
Nought  passes  beneath  heaven's  cope, 
Unnoticed  by  His  eye. 

6  Oh  !  should  my  term  of  life  exceed 

Frail  man's  allotted  days, 
In  age  to  Mercy  would  I  plead 

For  strength  my  God  to  praise.  p.  M. 


4  A   1  Divine  Disposer  of  events  ! 

To  whom  all  praise  belongs  ; 
Each  attribute  of  Thine  presents 
A  theme  for  countless  songs. 

2  Though  mortal  years  were  multiplied 

A  thousand  thousand  fold  ; 
Yet  time  would  scarcely  be  supplied, 
Thy  powers  to  unfold. 

3  How  shall  a  feeble,  finite  mind 

Of  Thine  omniscience  sing? 
Wisdom  for  this  no  words  can  find, 
And  melody  no  string. 

4  In  timid  tones  if  angels  speak 

Of  Thee,  all-knowing  God ! 
HowT  then  shall  man,  minute  and  weak, 
Thy  excellencies  laud  ? 

5  All  heights  and  depths  in  nature's  bound 

Are  visible  to  Thee, 


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The  lofty  heart,  the  mind  profound, 
The  mountain  and  the  sea. 

6  No  eye  but  Thine,  eternal  King  ! 

Can  penetrate  the  grave ; 
No  hand  but  Thine  from  thence  can  bring 
The  soul  Thy  grace  will  save. 

7  Oh  !  let  us  then  in  virtue's  scale 

Strive  ever  to  ascend, 
And  find,  beyond  this  tearful  vale, 
An  everlasting  Friend.  p.  M. 

GENESIS,  CHAP,  xvi.,  v.  13. 

1  Almighty  God !  whose  will  alone 

Sufficed  the  world  to  fabricate ; 
Whose  comprehensive  glance  is  thrown 

O'er  every  empire,  realm  and  state : 
How  from  Thy  ever-searching  eye, 

Can  man  the  heart's  dominion  hide  ? 
Where  passions  among  virtues  lie, 

As  reptiles  among  flowers  glide. 

2  Father  of  mercies !  aid  my  soul 

Its  failings  to  eradicate  ; 
Let  truth  its  every  thought  control, 

Its  every  feeling  elevate. 
Fearless  before  Thee  let  me  stand, 

0  Lord  !  in  conscious  rectitude  ; 
And  feel,  when  human  deeds  are  scanned, 

That  mine  with  favor  shall  be  viewed. 

p.  M. 


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5.  OMNIPRESENCE. 

1  Wherefore  Hallelujah  sing, 

0  thou  who  knowest  not 
Where  an  omnipresent  King 

May  by  thy  soul  be  sought? 
Canst  thou  fix  the  point  or  place 

That  His  spirit  holdeth  ? 
Earth  and  heaven,  time  and  space, 

In  His  grasp  He  foldeth. 

2  Dust-born  atom !  look  above, 

Where  lustrous  worlds  are  shrined 
Ask,  if  all-pervading  Love, 

To  these  His  light  confined  ? 
Let  proud  ocean's  voice  attest, 

(Though  fathomless  to  man,) 
If  ubiquity  may  rest 

Within  its  mighty  span. 

3  Ask  of  the  blast  that  rendeth 

The  forest's  sylvan  robe, 
Whether  it  comprehendeth 

The  Kuler  of  the  globe  ? 
Turn  from  living  elements 

To  those  by  death  dissolved  ; 
Ever-present  Providence  ! 

Art  Thou  in  these  involved  ? 

4  All  repeat  as  they  respond  : 

"What  can  the  boundless  hold?  ' 
Answered  from  the  world  beyond  : 

"  Naught  of  a  finite  mould  ! " 
Yet  by  whirlwinds,  stars  and  seas, 

The  Lord  is  magnified  ; 
Shall  not  human  praise  then  please 

Our  omnipresent  Guide  ? 


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5  Oh  !  then  let  no  emotion 

By  which  the  heart  is  swayed, 
Prevent  that  deep  devotion, 

That  should  to  G-od  be  paid. 
Social  life  and  solitude 

Alike  shall  prompt  the  prayer, 
That  faith,  hope,  and  gratitude 

Before  His  throne  shall  bear.          p.  M. 

-i  9  1   I  tremble  not !  Thou,  Lord,  art  nigh, 
^-^  All-knowing  and  all-seeing  ! 

To  Tkee,  disconsolate,  I  fly, 

Kind  Gkiardian  of  my  being. 
From  infancy  to  age  mature, 
Thee  only  did  my  soul  adore. 

2  To  ev'ry  evil  that  annoys, 

To  every  trial  fearful, 
Thou  bringest  some  light  counterpoise, 

To  make  earth's  vale  less  tearful. 
But,  oh  !  how  few  interpret  right, 
Either  the  blessing  or  the  blight. 

3  Sad  consciousness  have  I,  alas ! 

Of  sinful  meditation ; 
O'er  which  Omniscience  cannot  pass 

Without  stern  reprobation. 
Yet  doubt  shall  not  my  faith  debase, 
That  sets  no  limit  to  Thy  grace. 

4  Self-kindled,  Thine  intelligence 

The  universe  enlightens ; 
Arid  darkness,  e'en  the  most  intense, 

To  mid-day  splendor  brightens. 
Guilt  vainly  seeks  nocturnal  shades, 
Since  naught  Thy  mighty  grasp  evades. 


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5  A  sinner's  cry,  a  seraph's  call, 

Alternate  Thou  attendest ; 
A  flower's  rise,  an  empire's  fall, 

In  one  survey  Thou  blendest. 
All  nature  'neath  Thy  glance  expands, 
But  who  Thine  essence  understands  ? 

•6  "  Show  me  Thy  glory  ?  '    said  the  seer, 

Who  Sinai's  law  attested  ; 
"  In  graciousness  will  I  appear 

Before  Thee  manifested." 
Thus  did  the  voice  of  God  proclaim, — 
Goodness  and  glory  were  the  same. 

7  Invisibly  He  passeth  by 

His  children  every  hour, 
Who  from  devotion's  rock  descry 

His  majesty  and  power  ; 
But  none  among  the  living  seen 
May  contemplate  His  awful  mien. 

8  Yet  through  my  spirit,  oft  I  see 

His  countenance  all  beaming  ; 
When  charity,  by  His  decree, 

Worth  is  from  want  redeeming: 
And  man,  most  like  his  Maker,  shows 
When  this  pure  love  within  him  glows, 

9  I  tremble  not  my  heart  to  bare 

Before  Thee,  Judge  eternal ! 
Whose  hand  will  dry  contrition's  tear, 

With  tenderness  paternal. 
Whose  mercy  hath  to  mortals  given 
Promise  and  foretaste  of  Thy  heaven. 

P.    M. 


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6.  DIVINE    LOVE. 

j  \    1   Not  for  affliction,  gracious  God  ! 
Sons  of  dust  didst  Thou  create 
Blossoms  on  Thy  penal  rod, 
Its  keen  strokes  to  mitigate. 

2  Buds  of  joy  and  thorns  of  sorrow 

On  the  tre;e  of  life  arise.; 
Care  to-day,  content  to-morrow, 
Thus  human  lot  diversifies. 

3  Upon  the  verge  of  midnight's  skies, 

Dawn's  silver  herald  gleams ; 
So  hope,  that  on  grief's  border  lies, 
The  heart  from  gloom  redeems. 

4  And  as  night's  silence,  deep  and  drear, 

By  morning's  voice  is  broken, 
So  is  the  stillness  of  despair, 
By  words  that  faith  had  spoken. 

-5  Winter,  inclement  and  unkind, 

Yet  guards  the  sleeping  flowers, 
"That  spring  on  its  return  may  find 
These  smiling  in  her  bowers. 

6  Adversity's  most  bitter  day 

From  us  this  world  estrangeth  ; 
But  for  the  soul  prepares  the  way 
To  one  that  never  changeth. 

7  The  thunder-clouds  of  war  contain 

Elements  of  peace  serene, 
That  brings  a  rainbow  back  again, 
Where  martial  storm  had  been. 

•8  Meek  faith  converts  the  couch  of  pain 
Into  a  bed  of  roses ; 


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For  there  we  moral  vigor  gain, 
To  bear  what  Grod  disposes. 

9  The  soul  there  breaks  it  carnal  shell, 

Impatient  for  that  station 
Where  saints  and  seraphs  ever  dwell, — 
The  kingdom  of  salvation. 

10  A  God,  a  Father,  holds  the  scale 

That  good  and  ill  comprises  ; 
Oh  !  then  let  trust  in  Him  prevail, 
Which  e'er  of  these  arises.  p.  M. 

7.  DIVINE   MERCY. 
GENESIS,  CHAP,  ix.,  v.  13. 

1  £   1  When  light  broke  forth  at  Grod's  command, 
It  brightened  ocean,  air  and  land, 
'Twas   then  that  clouds,  and   shells,  and 

flowers 
Caught  vivid  colors  from  its  showers. 

2  But  soon  the  earth  waxed  bold  in  guilt, 
Defiling  shrines  by  virtue  built ; 
Proud  man  pursued  his  evil  course, 
Unchecked  by  reason  or  remorse. 

3  No  ray  of  light  creation  cheered  ; 
Skies  black  as  mortal  sin  appeared  ; 
Then  burst  the  deluge  o'er  the  doomed, 
And  wrath  divine  a  world  entombed. 

4  Behold  !  upon  the  wings  of  light, 
Tremble  the  rain-drops  large  and  bright ; 
And,  lo  !  the  tears  of  recent  storm 

Have  taken  Mercy's  radiant  form. 


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5  The  bow,  the  covenant,  the  token, 
The  promise  never  to  be  broken, 
Expands  in  beauty  o'er  the  sod, 
Where  Noah  rears  a  shrine  to  God. 

p.  M. 

•4  £   1  0  King  of  glory  !  when  we  contemplate 
Thy  majesty  and  our  mean  estate ; 
Thy  purity,  that  by  the  angels  seen, 
Makes  even  their  bright  spirits  seem  unclean. 
How  wondrously  benign  dost  Thou  appear, 
O'er  mortals  to  extend  a  father's  care  ! 

2  Oh  !  were  it  not  for  mercy  such  as  Thine, 
How  could  the  conscious  sinner  seek  Thy 

shrine  ? 

How  hope  for  grace,  when  long  arrears  of  sin 
Recorded  stand  upon  the  soul  within  ? 
But  Thou,  0  Lord !  with  clemency  divine, 
Wilt  not  the  guilty  to  despair  consign. 

3  Who   more   than    Judah    can    this    truth 

attest  ? 

To  whom  hath  goodness  been  more  manifest? 
Though  from  the  prophet's  harp  he  proudly 

turned, 

And  inspiration's  warning  music  spurned  ; 
Through  ages  he  to  Heaven's  promise  clings, 
And  far  from  Zion  of  salvation  sings. 

4  Beneath  the  pressure  of  a  thousand  ills, 
One  hope  the  heart  of  every  Hebrew  thrills, 
That  he  may  yet  prove  worthy  of  Thy  love, 
And  by  repentance  ling'ring  wrath  remove; 
The  frown  of  Justice  change  to  Mercy's 

smile, 
Blest  as  an  Israelite  devoid  of  guile,     p.  M. 


-1  ^  1  O'er  all  this  wide  and  beauteous  earth, 
*•  *  One  God  immortal  reigns— 

His  glory,  truth,  and  unity 

.    Link'd  by  eternal  chains. 

2  Let  angels  join  in  holy  song, 

Around  His  heav'nly  throne, 
And  mortals,  with  undying  hope, 
Look  up  to  Him  alone. 

3  The  gratitude  of  ev'ry  heart 

Its  incense  bears  to  Thee, 
0  Ruler  of  the  starry  sky, 
The  earth  and  boundless  sea ! 

4  Thy  mercy  shines  divinely  bright, 

A  mild,  yet  glowing  beam, 
And  ev'ry  soul  that  worships  Thee, 
In  love  wilt  Thou  redeem. 

5  Thy  blessings  fall  like  morning  dews, 

To  cheer  each  troubled  breast ; 
Thy  presence  o'er  the  universe 
For  ever  is  confessed. 

6  'Tis  Thou  canst  calm  the  angry  waves, 

And  still  the  tempest's  roar, 
Almighty  God  !  whose  glory  gilds 

Eternity's  bright  shore.  c.  M.  c. 

GENESIS,  CHAP.  xxi. 

A  O  1  Weeping,  and  loth  from  all  she  loved  to  part, 
Stood  Hagar,  trembling  at  her  Lord's 

decree ; 

And,  oh  !  how  like  a  desert  was  her  heart, 
When  from  His  gentle  presence  urged 
to  flee. 


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2  But  Sarah's  looks,  full  of  indignant  scorn, 

The  truth  to  her  foreboding  soul  revealed; 

Forth  with  her  infant  son  she  fled  forlorn, 

And  to  his  /Sire  above  for  aid  appealed. 

3  Her  scanty  bread  and  beverage  are  spent, 

Yet  Ishmael   sleeps  unconscious  of  her 

pain  ; 
A  cry  of  agony  to  God  is  sent : 

"Would   that    the    child    would    never 

wake  again !" 

4  The  earth  grows  brighter  where  the  mo- 

ther stands, 

A  hand  divine  arrests  her  falling  tears ; 
A  cloud  of  glo^ry  gilds  the  burning  sands, 
And  a  celestial  voice  the  mourner  cheers. 

5  "Arise  and  drink  of  yonder  balmy  well ! 

Nor  from  the  wilderness  henceforward 

roam ; 

Father  of  nations  here  the  lad  shall  dwell, 
With  freedom  blest  for  ages  yet  to  come." 

6  Oh,  ever  Bountiful  !  forsake  us  not, 

When  driven  forth  to  wander  through 

life's  waste ; 
But  cheer  with  beams  of  love  each  barren 

.spot, 
And  let  us  of  the  spring  of  mercy  taste. 

P.  M. 

PSALM  CXLV. 

1  I  will  extol  Thee,  0  my  King  ! 

Thy  holiness  proclaim  ; 
And  earth  with  ev'ry  voice  shall  sing, 
The  glories  of  Thy  n^ime. 


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2  Thy  tender  mercies  brightly  shine, 

Immortal  is  Thy  pow'r  ; 
Thy  love  a  beaming  ray  divine, 
That  lights  each  passing  hour. 

3  The  mem'ry  of  Thy  goodness  still 

Shall  grateful  hearts  pervade  ; 
Thy  majesty  and  glory  will 
For  ever  be  displayed. 

4  The  eyes  all  shall  wait  on  Thee, 

For  perfect  are  Thy  ways  ; 
And  pious  hearts  united  be, 

0  Maker  !  in  Thy  praise.  c.  M.  c. 


8.  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE. 

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How  cold  that  man  !  to  faith  how  dead ! 
Who,  having  nature's  volume  read, 


Finds  not,  from  first  to  last,      % 
Some  truth  that  to  his  moral  sense 
Proves  an  eternal  Providence — 
A  present,  future,  past. 

2  Below  the  brute  that  being  ranks, 
Who  fails  to  render  grateful  thanks, 

When  he  creation  scans  ; 
Where  mountains  lift  their  heads  sublime, 
Gray  witnesses  from  elder  time, 

Of  Wisdom's  mighty  plans. 

3  Where  forests  wave  and  oceans  flow, 
And  light  sheds  an  impartial  glow, 

Like  that  of  Mercy's  rays  ; 
Where  gentle  flowers  yield  their  sweets, 
And  ev'ry  warbling  bird  repeats. 

Instinctive  notes  of  praise. 


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4  Yet  such  there  are  in  human  kind, 
Whose  souls  to  worldly  claims  resigned, 

With  apathy  behold, 
Not  only  blossoms,  hills  and  streams, 
But  heaven  with  its  starry  beams 

Of  incorruptive  gold. 

5  Blind  pilgrims  thes'e  who  grope  their  way, 
Without  a  guide  their  steps  to  sway, 

Until  a  sudden  fall 
Reminds  them,  when  perhaps  too  late, 
Of  those  vicissitudes  of  fate 

Which  for  religion  call. 

6  Oh !  then  will  startled  conscience  seek 
Peace  with  an  angry  God  to  make, 

And  lips  will  move  in  prayer  ; 
Gracious  and  long-enduring  Lord  ! 
Pardon  e'en  then  wilt  Thou  accord, 

If  man  but  proves  sincere.  p.  M. 

PSALM  LXXVII. 

1  I  will  still  remain  with  Thee, 

My  God  !  in  each  vicissitude  ; 
Though  misfortune  compass  me, 

My  trust  shall  never  be  subdued. 
Father  !  to  Thy  hand  I  cling, 
Seeking  refuge  'neath  Thy  w^ing. 

2  When  some  bold  inquirer  asks  : 

Whom  callest  thou  a  gracious  master  ? 
Is  it  love  that  overtasks  ? 

Is  it  grace  that  brings  disaster? 
Silencing  the  scoffer's  strain, 
Faithful  still  do  I  remain. 


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3  Once  again  the  scorner  speaks  : 

Why  should  the  transgressor  flourish  ? 
Him  who  every  statute  breaks, 

Why  should  Heaven's  bounty  nourish? 
Fool !  the  sun  matures  the  seeds, 
Both  of  flowers  and  of  weeds. 

« 

4  But  beyond  life's  little  hour, 

Memory  the  blossom  shieldeth  ; 
For  each  leaflet  of  the  flower 

Still  a  grateful  odor  yieldeth  ; 
Whilst  noxious  plant,  decayed, 
Scentless  in  the  dust  is  laid. 

5  Thus  embalmed,  each  spirit  pure, 

By  remembrance  e'er  is  cherished  ; 
Where  is  then  the  evil  doer  ? 

Where  the  place  on  which  he  perished  ? 
Let  oblivion  answer  this, 
From  its  dark  and  dread  abyss. 

6  Lord  !  to  Thee  will  I  adhere, 

Though  condemned  in  grief  to  languish; 
Though  the  whole  of  my  career 

May  be  spent  in  tears  and  anguish. 
See  I  not  a  better  land  ? 
Hold  I  not  a  Father's  hand  ? 

• 

7  Source  of  light  and  purity  ! 

Living,  let  truth  my  mind  illume  ; 
God  of  all  futurity  ! 

Unlock  the  portals  of  my  tomb. 
Let  my  soul  the  blessing  gain, 
With  Thee  ever  to  remain.  p.  M. 


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1  We  look  to  Thee,  ineffable  King ! 

Whose  spirit  dust  could  organize, 
Into  each  bright  and  beauteous  thing, 

That  in  the  globe's  wide  compass  lies; 
Paternal,  providential  Lord  ! 
We  look  to  Thee  and  praise  accord. 

2  We  look  to  Thee,  protective  Power, 

Whose  beauty  for  no  claimant  waits  ; 
But  freely  flowing  every  hour, 

Thy  children's  wants  anticipates. 
To  satisfy  our  soul's  desire, 
We  look  to  Thee,  almighty  Sire  ! 

3  We  look  to  Thee  when  sorrow's  season 

Covers  with  frost  the  head  and  heart ; 
When  suffering  from  social  treason, 

Friend  after  friend  we  see  depart. 
Thus  desolate,  0  God  !  above, 
We  look  to  Thee  alone  for  love. 

4  We  look  to  Thee  when  feeling  gaineth 

Mastery  o'er  the  moral  sense  ; 
When  curb  and  counsel  it  disdaineth, 

By  reason  brought  for  its  defence. 
From  this  dread  trial  to  be  free, 
Searcher  of  hearts !  we  look  to  Thee. 

5  We  look  to  Thee  when  we  discover 

Death's  shadow  on  our  pathway  rest ; 
When  all  life's  interests  are  over, 

That  once  elated  or  depressed. 
A  better,  brighter  world  to  see, 
Saviour  and  Lord  !  we  look  to  Thee. 

P.  M. 


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9.  DIVINE    PROVIDENCE   IN    RELATION 

TO  ISRAEL. 

1  The  sun  shines  on  with  glorious  light, 

And  smiles  upon  this  world  of  ours ; 
The  moon  with  lustre  soft  and  bright, 
On  earth  her  silver  radiance  pours. 

2  'Tis  God  who  wreathes  the  brow  of  night, 

With  bands  of  burning,  glitt'ring  stars  ; 
'Tis  God,  with  endless  power  and  might, 
Who  moves  the  morning's  golden  bars. 

3  And  He,  through  all  these  works  sublime, 

Looks  down  upon  a  favored  race ; 
For  Israel,  from  creation's  time, 

Dwelt  'neath  the  wing  of  heavenly  grace. 

4  The  light  divine  of  holy  love 

Still  sheds  on  Judah's  broken  band 
A  halo  beaming  from  above, 

And  kindled  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

C.  M.  c. 


Lo  !  He  sleeps  and  slumbers  not, 

Israel's  God  and  Guide  ! 
Then,  wrhatever  be  thy  lot, 

In  Him  thy  hope  confide. 
To  Him  be  all  thy  heart  resigned, 
Whose  hands  alone  its  wounds  can  bind. 

Oh,  fear  not ! 

But  trust  to  His  paternal  care, 
All  that  on  earth  to  thee  is  dear ; 
Never  from  remembrance  blot : 
Omnipotence  slumbers  not. 


2  Lo  !  it  sleeps  and  slumbers  not, 

The  providence  of  heaven  ! 
But  has  watched  o'er  every  spot, 

To  which  thou  hast  been  driven. 
Special  hath  been  the  protection 
Of  the  race  of  its  election. 

Tremble  not ! 

But  ever  to  his  will  conform, 
Whose  word  can  tranquilize  the  storm. 
Who  (oh  !  be  it  ne'er  forgot,) 
Ever  present,  slumbers  not. 

3  Lo  !  they  sleep  and  slumber  not, 

God's  transcendent  powers ! 
These  all  radiant  beauties  wrought, 

From  stars,  and  gems,  and  flowers, 
Brighter  than  all,  man's  spirit  made, 
In  His  similitude  array 'd. 

Despond  not ! 

Love,  that  nature  animated, 
Will  defend  what  it  created  ; 
Rock,  worm,  bud,  in  wisdom  brought. 
Say  :  God's  power  slumbers  not ! 

4  Lo !  it  sleeps  and  slumbers  not, 

That  deep  abiding  love  ! 
With  forbearing  patience  fraught, 

That  man's  remorse  should  move. 
That  mightiest  of  attributes, 
Which  evil  into  good  transmutes. 

Oh,  weep  not ! 
For  in  this  charity  divine, 
Thou  hast  a  token  and  a  sign, 
That  whate'er  G-od  may  allot, 
His  compassion  slumbers  not. 


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5  Lo  !  it  sleeps  and  slumbers  not, 

God's  equity  supreme ! 
That  casts  in  every  mortal's  lot 

A  shadow  and  a  beam. 
Whose  bolt  retributive  descends 
On  him  who  'gainst  His  law  offends. 

Yet,  doubt  not 

That  he  who  acts  a  righteous  part, 
Will  rest  upon  his  Father's  heart, 
When  that  kingdom  shall  be  sought, 
Where  pure  justice  slumbers  not. 

6  Lo  !  it  sleeps  and  slumbers  not, 

That  all  pervading  gra'ce, 
That  in  palace  and  in  cot, 

Leaves  its  benignant  trace  ; 
Whose  radiations  mild  are  thrown, 
Unceasingly  from  zone  to  zone. 

Oh !  linger  not, 

Thou  wanderer  from  virtue's  way. 
To  Providence  contritely  pray, 
Mercy  ne'er  is  vainly  sought ; 
Judah's  Guardian  slumbers  not. 

P.  M. 

ISAIAH,  CHAP.  XLIV. 

1  Fear  not,  fear  not,  0  Jeshurun, 

My  own,  my  chosen  treasure  ! 

Blessings  are  for  thy  offspring  won, 

Yea,  mercies  without  measure. 

2  Like  willows  by  the  water-course, 

Ye  righteous  servants  flourish  ; 
My  spirit,  the  unfailing  source, 
That  Jacob's  seed  shall  nourish. 


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3  Idols  of  earth  usurp  my  praise, — 

Beware,  0  cherished  nation  ! 
Lest  ye  your  hearts  in  homage  raise, 
To  (rod's  abomination. 

4  "I  am  the  first,  I  am  the  last ;" 

Woe  to  the  bold  blasphemer  ! 
Who  shall  some  monstrous  image  east, 
And  call  it  his  Redeemer. 

5  Beneath  the  firmament's  broad  cope, 

Bear  witness  as  ye  gather, 
That  I  alone  am  Israel's  Hope, 
His  Judge,  his  King,  his  Father. 

P.  M. 

PSALM  cxxvii. 

O/?  1  Unless  the  land  where  ye  abide, 
^^          The  care  of  Heaven  boasts, 
Falsely  to  watchmen  ye  confide 
The  safety  of  its  coasts. 

2  Except  the  Lord  will  fortify 

The  fabrics  ye  erect, 
Vain  are  the  pillars,  strong  and  high, 
Of  mortal  architect. 

* 

3  Whether,  0  Judah  !  ye  sojourn 

In  deserts,  towns,  or  tents, 
To  God,  as  to  your  fortress,  turn 
Your  tower  of  defence. 

4  On  land  and  sea,  enslaved  or  free, 

Sis  name  alone  extol ; 
Who  is,  who  was,  and  e'er  shall  be, 
Guardian  and  King  of  all.  p.  M. 


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III.  MAN'S  JMUNITY  AND  DESTI- 

NATION. 

.       1.  MAN'S  DIGNITY. 
1  0  Go.l  !  wiUiin  Thy  temple-walls, 

Li;jli!   my  Hpiril  :md  free, 

l!e;_';irdle;->;  of   those  worldly  cull;-', 

Tliiit,  wit  hdr;i,w  if  of!,  from  Thee. 
K:ii!h  to  the  proudest  whispers  :  Here 

Kich.-s  ;i,re  but  rii/hicou;-  dcrds, 
And  lie  who  dries  ;i,  liiiin;iii  fc;if, 

Ne'er  to  mercy  vainly  ]>le;id.s. 

'2  <';in  HOJTOW  at  Thy  altnr  r;ii«e 

Tin;  voice,  of   Umciitiil  ion  y 
Oh,  no!   its  plaint  is  cliiiMi/rd  l,u  pr;uscv 

Il.i-'.M-^l,  io  Itcsi^iuiLiori. 
To  n;ni;Ldit,  ;dl  liiiiniMi  evil  slii'iid<s, 

Wlicrc  rr.vc|;i!  ion  shovvelli 
That  God  each  HOU!  to  Jicnvcn  links, 

Which  ne'er  in  frusf  l 


3  Oh!  I  ii-i.i.dit  ••;-•!,,  most  benignant  boon, 

Al>o\'.'  ;dl  oi  IK-I-H  rated  : 
WiUi  Thee,  Creator  tyo  commune, 

In  tempi  ew  consecrated; 
Tluii.  when  life's  boundary  is  |>:. 

More  glorious  st.ill  ;i|>p";i  i 
Since  :-;inct  ini.ry,  we  n,t 

Find  in  celestial 


4  Where  no  distinction  shall  be 

I>efwccn  imiiiori;i  I     hc;i,v'n  horn, 
A  nd  :  pirifs  t  h;il  ,  hy  virtue  crowned, 
()nce  the  eh:i,ins  of  cii.rth  li;i,ve  woj-n. 


Mercilul    l('al  IHT  !    ]n;ty  Tliy  child 

(  'hum    I  his   ]>nvile<je  divine  ? 
Shall  J  ,  hy  sinful  Ilioiicdil:1  defiled, 

(  'ail  ;i  hoon  BO  DTecioUB  mine? 

* 

5  My  courage  l:iil:-'  not,  since  Thy  grace 
Exceeds  in   houndlcss  iri«-;i:  'iirc, 

Tlic.  ^uilt  of  lli;ih  tranegressive  race 

Who  kiri'llc  Thy  (JisplcaHure. 
TlidM-lor^  ID  t  lie  JIDII,  -<•  D!'  prny  Y 

I41'<M-  wilJ  I  Jiiy  Kl,<-j)H  ;idi|rc,sH, 
A  II  'I'hy  iiM-.ri-ii's  ID  (N-clsiro, 

*!  my  <MTO»-H  I  conl'oHH.  r.  M. 


2.  MAN,  THE  JMA(,iE  OF  GOD. 

1    .Exult,  my  HDII],  in  conBcioUSneSfl 

Tlui.l,  I   in  («D(J's  image  W;I,K  JJI;K|C  : 
Th;ii,  'mid  mil,  life's  irnil  iDii;il  crowd, 

Morfil  liglit/  I,D  me  \v;i:-:  eonveycd  ; 
When  dn::l,  hy  Fliw  puce,  hrc;t!  h  r 
In  fle;-:h   |Jic  "  vila.l  ;-pa,rJ<  "   en;-;hnned 

15  Oli  !    IIDW  sh;dl  J  dc,Kerve  Uie  ;-|,;i,|  JDH 

Omnipotence  aHHignn  ID  me  : 

WliD.'e  /piril.iia,!   <;l(:Vii.Uon 
I.-  fjcxl,  ID  angels  in  d"^;re 
How  Mercy's  likem-/*  manifest, 
Itellected  in  each  jiiortal  breafit  '/* 

3  Perilous  pre-eminence  !  ID  hold 

I'ej-reciiDn'H  model  in  flic  mind  ; 
Yet   |«-.:1  Jiow  the  ijiferior  mould 
In  wliicli  it.-  essence;  is  confined, 
May  all  its  majesty  efla,eo, 
A  nd  leave  of  :-la.mp  divm<-  no  I  nice. 


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4  Immortal  reason  !  hast  thou  no  beam 

Of  bright,  intelligence  to  prove 
Thy  semblance  to  that  Sire  supreme, 

Whose  breath  is  life,  whose  blessing  love  ? 
Triumph  !  though  passions  dim  thy  ray, 
In  thee  God's  image  we  survey. 

5  Justice,  by  thee  for  e'er  directed, 

His  strongest  feature  typifies  ; 
In  truth  (through  reason  best  reflected) 

His  spirit's  light  I  recognise  ; 
And  in  beneficence  e'er  trace 
His  brightest  trait :  celestial  grace  ! 

6  How  glorious  this  filiation, 

Between  the  Lord  of  worlds  and  me  ! 
Oh  !  how  shall  I  deserve  the  station, 
Next  to  the  angels  in  degree  ? 

Like  these,  by  walking  in  His  ways ; 
Like  these,  by  singing  e'er  His  praise. 

p.  M. 

3.  VIRTUE. 

OQ    1  God  of  power !  in  Thy  gift 
&*J  Though  countless  blessings  lie, 

My  voice  for  one  alone  I  lift, 
In  prayer  to  Thee  on  high. 

2  No  covetous  appeal  for  gold 

Shall  from  my  lips  proceed  ; 
Nor  by  the  love  of  fame  controlled, 
For  crowns  of  glory  plead. 

3  I  ask  but  for  the  precious  ore 

Contained  in  Virtues  mine ; 
And  for  her  wreath  that  will  endure, 
When  diadelns  decline. 


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4  Of  godliness,  by  Grace  supreme, 

Would  I  become  possessed  ; 
Grant  that  its  pure  and  perfect  beam 
May  on  my  spirit  rest. 

5  Let  wisdom  of  the  heart,  0  Lord  ! 

Be  now  and  ever  mine ; 
All  else  is  but  corruption's  hoard, 
Dust,  hiding  light  divine.  p.  M. 

O  A  1  Oh  !  what  avails  my  destination, 
*^™  As  immortality's  great  heir, 

If  I,  regardless  of  salvation, 

Do  not  my  soul  for  this  prepare  ? 
If  to  the  world's  illusive  pleasures 

My  spirit  hourly  I  yield, 
And  for  its  frail  and  fleeting  treasures, 
Uncultured  leave  fair  virtue's  field  ? 

2  And  what  is  temporal  ambition, 

That  never  yet  fruition  found  ? 
A  most  unhallowed  superstition 

In  deities,  itself  hath  crowned. 
That  in  its  soul  false  idols  setting, 

Makes  their  decree  a  law  supreme, — 
The  statutes  of  that  God  forgetting, 

Whose  power  can  alone  redeem. 

3  Mean  avarice  !  how  low  the  perches 

To  which  thy  grasping  talons  cling ; 
Thy  downward  glance  unwearied  searches 

For  gold, — thy  precious  phantom-king. 
Barren  the  ground  in  which  it  lieth, 

Buried  and  hidden  from  thy  view  ; 
And  nature  to  its  grave  denieth 

Flowers,  she  elsewhere  loves  to  strew. 


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4  Should  I  not  yield  to  the  temptations 

Of  passions  fierce  and  wild  as  these, 
Self-worship  still  exacts  oblations 

That  will  not  less  my  God  displease — 
To  my  own  service  consecrating 

All  that  His  bounteous  hand  conferred  ; 
My  neighbor  ne'er  conciliating, 

By  gift  of  love  or  gentle  word. 

5  Gracious  Creator  !  ere  I  perish, 

Let  me  my  trespasses  retrieve  ; 
Righteous  desires  let  me  cherish, 

And  works  of  godliness  achieve. 
In  Thy  covenant  let  me  rejoice, 

And  in  its  precepts  persevere, 
For  life's  chief  ornament,  making  choice 

Of  Truth,  whose  crown  the  angels  wear. 

6  When  in  the  valley  of  death  I  walk, 

Firm  be  my  step,  my  mind  serene  ; 
There,  on  my  God,  Redeemer  and  Rock, 

Will  I  in  trust  unfalt'ring  lean. 
My  soul  shall  not  tremble  while  waiting 

Its  sentence  within  the  dark  tomb ; 
But  heaven  beyond  contemplating, 

Shrink  not  from  its  prelusive  gloom. 

p.  M. 

4.  PIETY. 

1  Oh  !  turn  at  meek  devotion's  call 

From  idle  dreams  of  worldly  power  ; 
Which  flourishes  awhile,  to  fall 

And  perish,  like  an  earth-born  flower. 

2  Countless  are  pleasure's  bright  decoys, 

Unwary  mortals  to  ensnare  ; 


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Faith  beckons  thee  from  barren  joys, 
And  points  to  her  immortal  sphere. 

3  Wouldst  thou  thy  soul  to  God  commend  ? 

Forsake  the  scene  of  heartless  mirth  ; 
Seek  those  who  weep  without  a  friend, 
Bring  wine  and  oil  to  suff'ring  worth. 

4  Let  piety  direct  thy  choice, 

In  all  thy  spirit's  high  concerns  ; 
Then  shall  the  pilgrim's  heart  rejoice, 
Who  in  the  "vale  of  tears"  sojourns. 

P.  M. 

QO  1  How  long  will  man  in  pleasure  merged, 
*^^  Religion's  claims  neglect  ? 

How  long,  by  worldly  interest  urged, 
Her  warning  hints  reject? 

2  Vain  prodigal  of  precious  time  ! 

Were  mental  gifts  bestowed 
To  waste  in  folly  or  in  crime, 
Oblivious  of  thy  God  ? 

3  When  surfeited  with  life's  repast, 

Its  sweetness  turned  to  gall, 
Thy  conscience  will  be  roused  at  last, 
And  death  thy  soul  appal. 

4  Will  worshipers  of  gold  then  fly, 

Thy  dying  couch  to  cheer  ? 
Thy  spirit's  cravings  to  supply, 
Will  Mirth  desert  her  sphere  ? 

5  No  !  Piety  forsaken  long, 

Invoked  with  earnest  zeal, 
Will,  even  then,  forget  her  wrong, 
And  answer  thy  appeal. 


6  But  better,  wiser  far  are  all, 

Whose  youth  devoutly  past, 
On  heaven's  "Great  Physician"  call 

With  confidence  at  last.  p.  M, 

001  Man  of  the  world  !  wilt  thou  not  pause, 
And  give  thy  heart  to  Heaven's  cause  ? 
In  paths  of  interest  wilt  thou  plod, 
Forgetful  of  the  Lord  thy  God  ? 

2  Oh !  turn  away  from  life's  parade, 
Before  thy  soul  hath  been  betrayed 
From  virtue's  eminence  to  stoop, 
And  forfeit  its  eternal  hope. 

3  What  purer  pleasures  wouldst  thou  taste, 
Than  are  by  piety  embraced  ? 

What  higher  prize  conldst  thou  obtain, 
Than  thy  Creator's  love  to  gain  ? 

4  The  wealth  and  glory  of  the  skies 
Are  won,  by  generous  sacrifice, 
By  him  who  selfish  joy  foregoes 
To  mitigate  another's  woes  ; 

5  Whose  resignation,  calm  and  meek, 
Will  humbly  of  God's  chastening  .speak: 
Whose  soul  from  perjury  is  free, 

And  worships  but  one  Deity. 

6  Man  of  the  world  !  no  gift  of  thine 
Compares  with  Mercy's  pledge  divine, 
Which  pardon  to  each  sinner  yields, 
Whose  spirit  true  contrition  feels.         P.  M 


9  \  I  In  holiness,  Eternal  Lord  ! 
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Oh  !  let  its  spirit  in  each  word 
And  in  each  action  dwell. 

2  No  strength  have  I  to  combat  long 

With  passions  fierce  and  wild ; 
Nor  hope  amid  corruption's  throng, 
To  wander  imdefiled. 

3  For  self-direction  too  unwise, 

For  self-defence  too  frail ; 
On  godliness  my  hope  relies, 
Their  spells  to  countervail. 

4  This  shall  my  heart's  best  warder  prove, 

When  proud  and  venal  foes 
Presume  against  benignant  love, 
Its  avenues  to  close. 

5  This  shall  from  avarice  secure 

Thy  worshiper's  weak  thought, 
By  showing  that  its  golden  lure, 
True  bliss  hath  never  caught. 

G  From  envy,  vanity,  and  pride, 

This,  too,  my  soul  shall  save  ; 
0  gracious  God  !  0  holy  Guide  ! 

Grant  me  the  grace  I  crave.  p.  M. 

1  "Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 

No  iniquity  e'er  imputes," 
Who  hath  the  grounds  of  truth  explored, 
And  meekly  gleaned  its  godly  fruits. 

2  Above  all  mortals,  blest  is  he 

Who,  from  temptation's  tangled  maze, 
Hath  set  his  struggling  spirit  free 
To  walk  in  God's  appointed  ways. 


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3  King  of  the  universe !   impart 

To  me  that  energy  divine, 
Which  nerves  the  weak  and  wayward  heart, 
Unrighteous  feelings  to  resign. 

4  With  Thine  immortal  presence  fill 

The  depths  of  my  degenerate  soul ; 
Subject  its  motions  to  Thy  will, 
Its  passions  to  Thy  pure  control. 

5  Oh  !  let  Thine  interdict  suffice 

Each  wrong  desire  to  restrain  ; 
From  wha,t  a  Father's  law  denies, 
Let  me  in  filial  love  refrain. 

6  Care  shall  not  enter  then  my  breast, 

Now  to  solicitude  a  prey  ; 
No  bitter  thought  shall  break  my  rest, 
No  danger  then  my  sense  dismay. 

7  Welcome  the  moment  that  shall  bring 

A  boon  so  earnestly  desired  ! 
And  which  from  Thee  alone  must  spring, 
From  whom  all  blessings  are  acquired. 

p.  M. 

1  Oh  !  how  imperfect,  blind,  and  false, 

Does  that  faith  to  me  appear, 
Which  from  all  moral  law  revolts, 

And  exhausts  itself  in  prayer  ; 
That  more  its  sanctity  displays 
In  holy  words  than  holy  ways. 

2  Know  we  not,  from  revelation, 

What  true  piety  dictates  ? 
Is  not  Love  the  best  oblation 
That  its  altar  decorates  ? 


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The  love  that  with  our  neighbor  shares, 
In  brotherhood,  life's  joys  and  cares? 

3  Benevolence,  whose  varied  alms, 

Dealt  alike  by  heart  and  hand, 
Now  virtue's  wounded  spirit  calms, 

Now  relieves  want's  famished  band, — 
Making  an  Eden  oft  to  bloom, 
E'en  amid  desolation's  gloom. 

4  Trust,  that  firmly  stands  its  trial 

With  the  arrow  in  its  breast ; 
M.eek  forgiveness,  self-denial, 

These  are  Faith's  sublimest  test. 
Worship  like  this  will  supersede 
The  lip's  loud  echo  of  her  creed. 

5  Oh  !  wherefore  Heaven  s  will  rehearse 

In  a  grave  and  measured  tone, 
If  the  ungodly  and  perverse 

To  that  will  prefer  their  own  ? 
And  deem  their  sacred  duties  o'er 
When  they  in  prayer  their  feelings  pour  ? 

6  Though  precepts  may  be  multiplied, 

Mercy's  aim  is  not  fulfilled ; 
Earth  must  by  us  be  beautified, 

Truth  alone   its  shrines  must  build, — 
Uprooting  thence  corruption's  weeds, 
To  plant  religion's  purest  seeds.  p.  M. 


1  The  heavens,  Almighty !  Thy  glory  declare, 

The  earth  with  Thy  riches  abounds ; 
Thy  provident  presence  is  felt  everywhere, 
Thy  name  through  all  nature  resounds. 


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2  Day  showeth  to  day  the  pavilion  of  light 

In  which  Thou  hast  made  Thine  abode  ; 
And  night,  breaking  silence,  extolleth   to 

night 
The  knowledge  and  power  of  God. 

3  Thon  canst  not,  0  man  !  'neath  the  firma- 

ment stand 

With  the  fixed  star  of  faith  in  thy  breast, 
Not  lifting  in  homage  thy  heart  and   thy 

hand, 
His  wisdom  and  truth  to  attest. 

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4  Yet  think  not  in  verbal  devotion  alone, 

Thou  hast  all  thy  duty  achieved  ; 
For  prayer  without  practice  ne'er  reaches 

the  throne 
From  whence  all  thy  gifts  are  received. 

5  Thou  canst  not  declare  that  the   way  is 

unknown, 

In  which  thou'rt  required  to  walk ; 
For  never  had  pilgrim  as  true  a  guide-stone 
As  the  tablet  on  Horeb's  high  rock. 

G  Though  feeble  thy  step,  if  thy  purpose  be 

strong, 

Life's  journey  directed  by  this, 
Shall  close  without  fear  that  the  mem'ry  of 

wrong 

Will  cloud  the  soul's  prospect  of  bliss. 

P.  M. 

1  Lord,  my  Redeemer  and  my  Rock  ! 

Grant  me  Thy  aid  divine 
To  keep  Thy  judgments,  and  to  walk 
In  truth's  unerring  line. 


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2  Thou,  who  hast  charge  of  human  kind, 

Thy  suppliant  e'er  save 
From  all  that  vitiates  the  mind, 
Or  may  the  heart  deprave. 

3  An  infant's  helplessness  is  mine, 

When  strong  temptations  rise, 
And  bid  me  heaven's  hope  resign 
For  some  unhallowed  prize. 

4  Perhaps  a  plume  from  glory's  wing, 

A  link  from  pleasure's  chain, 
A  harp  without  one  holy  string, 
For  pure  devotion's  strain. 

5  Alas !  how  poor  is  either  meed 

For  an  immortal  soul; 
Yet  oft  for  these  will  it  recede 
From  its  celestial  goal. 

G  God  of  compassion  !  to  Thy  care 

My  spirit  I  commend  ; 
Let  it  to  Thee  unblemished  bear 

The  likeness  Thou  didst  lend.  p.  M. 

5.  IMMORTALITY  OF  THE  SOUL. 

OQ  1  God  of  my  fathers  !  merciful  and  just, 
O «/       Who  into  being  shaped  this  breathing  dust, 
Teach  me  its  rebel  passions  to  control,— 
Pour  Thy  influence  o'er  my  restless  soul. 

2  Teach  me  to  look  beyond  the  gloomy  grave ; 
For  Thou,  0  Father  !  still  art  nigh  to  save, 
When  rising  from  the  dark  and  cheerless 

tomb, 
I'll  walk  with  Thee  in  renovated  bloom. 


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3  E'en  at  Thine  altar  as  I  bend  the  knee, 
My  heart  expands,  my  hopes  increase  in 

Thee; 

Aspiring  man  forgets  that  he  is  earth, 
And  clings  to  Thee  for  an  immortal  birth. 

c.  D.  L.  H. 

1  When  morning  paints  the  eastern  sky 

In  rich  and  varied  hues  of  light, 
Before  Thy  Throne,  0  Lord !  most  high, 
Let  all  confess  Thy  pow'r  and  might. 

2  When  twilight's  shadows  gently  fall, 

When  evening's  thousand  stars  appear, 
When  midnight's  gloom  o'ershadows  all, 
We'll  think  of  Thee  with  hope  and  fear. 

3  We  seek  Thee  in  the  hour  of  joy, 

In  sorrow  bow  before  Thy  will ; 
Thou  canst  life's  feeble  chords  destroy, 
In  death  each  pulse  for  ever  still. 

4  But  Thou  wilt  still  preserve  the  soul, 

When  purified  from  earthly  stain, 
When  soaring  to  that  heavenly  goal, 
It  seeks  immortal  life  to  gain.        c.  M.  c. 

1  A  mournful  lament  for  the  dead  ! 

Woe  unto  me  !  it  is  gone  ; 
The  delight  of  my  heart  is  fled  ; 
My  joy  from  earth  is  withdrawn. 

2  Whither  shall  I,  broken-hearted, 

Find  balsam  for  wounds  so  deep  ? 
Silent  remain  the  departed, 

My  tears  disturb  not  their  sleep. 


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3  Thus  e'er  when  the  last  angel  calls, 

Man  waileth  around  the  tomb; 
Thus  ever  when  life's  blossom  falls, 
Surrenders  his  soul  to  gloom. 

4  Oh  !  would  he  turn  upward  the  eye 

Despair  has  fixed  in  the  dust, 
A  voice  would  from  thence  fortify 
His  faith,  his  hope,  and  his  trust. 

5  Immoderate  grief  is  unbelief; 

Hear  Omnipotence  and  heed  ! 
If  immortality's  first  leaf 

Spring  from  Corruption's  seed, 

6  Why  then  in  horror  e'er  recoil 

From  the  mention  of  decay, 
That  hath  no  power  to  despoil 

Aught  beyond  the  breathing  clay  ? 

7  Think  not  my  providence  will  cease 

O'er  my  children  in  the  grave ; 
Death,  my  messenger  of  peace, 
Frees  the  soul  my  grace  will  save. 

8  Thy  Grod,  thy  Father,  this  proclaims, 

Whose  promise  will  ne'er  deceive. 
Then  tremble  not  at  empty  names, 

Ye  who  Mercy's  word  believe.          p.  M. 

1  Though  man  of  all  the  ruin  hears 

By  time  or  tempest  wrought ; 
One  ray  throughout  all  gloom  appears 
By  hope  from  heaven  brought. 

2  For  though  the  mighty  waters  shrink 

From  oceans  into  rills, 


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And  nature's  lofty  bulwarks  sink 
From  mountains  into  hills  ; 

3  Though  these,  with  many  frailer  things, 

Perish  and  pass  away  ; 
Faith  to  the  holy  promise  clings, 
That  triumphs  o'er  decay. 

4  Man's  spirit,  by  divine  decree, 

The  stroke  of  death  defies  ; 
And  from  the  bonds  of  death  set  free, 
Immortal  shall  arise.  p.  M. 

JO  1  Through  the  valley  of  tears  as  we  thought- 
^^  fully  stray, 

Where  the  wrecks  of  mortality  lie  ; 
Let  the  spirit  of  faith  spring  from  dust  and 

decay 
To  Omnipotence  throned  in  the  sky. 

2  The  date  of  a  star,  (that  bright  firmament 

flower,) 

Is  as  brief  in  eternity's  sphere, 
As  the  blossom  that  breathes  out  its  life  in 

an  hour, 
Nevermore  upon  earth  to  appear. 

3  With  that  region  of  infinite  Glory  compared, 

Where  ages  like  moments  take  flight, 
The  world  seems  a  cell  for  man's  dwelling 

prepared, 
Till  his  soul  grows  familiar  with  light. 

4  Yea,  the  earth  is  a  place  of  probation  and 

pray'r, 
Wherein  beggars  for  bounty  divine, 


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Still  their   sorrows  and  wounds,  to   their 

Father  declare, 
That  His  hand  to  relief  may  incline. 

5  But  in  heaven  the  voice  of  petition  shall 

cease, 

And  loud  praises  for  ever  resound 
To  the  merciful  God,  for  the  spirit's  release 
From  the  shackles  by  which  it  was  bound. 

P.  M. 


6.  COMMEMORATION  OF  THE  DEAD. 
PART  FIRST. 

A  A    1  0  man  !  frail  child  of  finite  pow'rs  ! 

1  *  Nature,  by  changeless  order, 

Places  thy  cradle  'mid  the  flow'rs 
That  on  the  grave-yard  border. 
Though  youth,  while  at  play 
In  life's  vernal  ray, 
Will  not  take  for  death's  token 
Blossoms  withered  and  broken. 

2  And  truth  from  age  to  age  repeats 

At  every  pilgrim's  portal : 
Life  as  a  shadow  from  thee  fleets, 

Remember,  thou  art  mortal ; 
Wake  at  that  call,  wild  dreamer ! 

And,  by  its  warning  guided, 
Be  yet  the  wise  redeemer 

Of  time  to  thee  confided. 
Woe  !  fragile  being  of  an  hour, 

Prey  to  annihilation's  power. 


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3  But  wherefore,  man,  in  thy  serenest  mood, 

When  joy  upon  thee  flashes, 
Still  minglest  thou  with  songs  of  gratitude 

Sad  thoughts  of  dust  and  ashes? 
Wilt  thou  no  hint  from  frailer  natures  take? 
From  flowers,  that  at  eve  appear  to  die, 
Yet  'neath  the  canopy  of  heaven  wake 
To  greet  (rod's  morning  messenger  on 
high  ? 


PART  SECOND. 

1  0  Thou  !  who  dwell'st  in  heights  supernal, 
God  !  self-existent  and  eternal ! 

What  traveler  shall  reach  Thy  mountain  ? 
What  thirsting  spirit  taste  Thy  fountain  ? 

2  Mortal !   in  thee  resides  the  power, 

Of  gaining  access  unto  each  ; 
But  he  who  would  to  heaven  tower, 

Must  first  the  height  of  virtue  reach  ; 
Must  see  in  holiness  a  beauty 

Earth  rivals  not  in  all  its  bound ; 
Ne'er  mock  at  truth,  nor  turn  from  duty 

Idly  to  tread  life's  pleasure  ground. 
Then  shall  the  recording  angel  render 

Account  of  all  thy  righteous  ways, 
And  crowning  thee,  reveal  the  splendor 

Thy  Father's  blessed  realm  displays. 

3  Woe  !  woe  !  to  the  immortal  soul 

That  virtue's  voice  ne'er  heeds, 
When  justice  reads  the  roll 
Of  its  ungodly  deeds. 


4  Joy  to  the  pure  and  pious  breast 

That  darkness  never  heedeth  ; 
With  light  from  spheres  celestial  blest, 
When  life's  last  sun  recedeth. 

5  The  soul  religion  trained  from  youth 

To  scorn  the  world's  dominion, 
Shall  reach  the  native  land  of  truth 
With  free  and  fearless  pinion. 

6  Triumph  ?  ye  but  escape  a  prison, 

When  death  the  vital  chord  doth  sever ; 
Triumph !  when  mercy's  star  hath  risen 

To  guide  ye  to  your  God  for  ever. 
Triumph  !  on  eagle's  wings  ye  tower 

Up  to  eternity's  bright  portals; 
Triumph  !  time  hastens  to  the  hour 

That  gives  ye  place  with  the  immortals. 


IV.     EELATION  BETWEEN  GOD 

AND  MAN. 

1,     REVELATION. 

1  il  1  Let  choral  songs  of  gladness  flow, 

The  Lord  of  hosts  to  praise  ; 
Who  deigned  on  darkened  minds  to  throw 
The  law's  enlight'ning  rays. 

2  No  plea  hath  Israel  for  crime ; 

Since  God's  paternal  grace 
To  him  revealed  those  truths  sublime, 
Which  time  can  ne'er  efface. 

•3  Before  our  eves  then  let  us  set 

*/ 

Our  Father's  bond  of  love  • 


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With  praise  repay  our  filial  debt 
To  Him  who  reigns  above. 

4  Let  Sinai  proudly  lift  her  head 

Above  the  hills  of  earth  : 
For  God  thereon  His  glory  shed 
At  revelation's  birth. 

5  Exalt  the  Lord  !  to  whom  we  owe 

The  first  and  latter  rain, 
And  dews  from  Mercy's  fount  that  flow 

(/ 

To  bless  the  thirsty  plain. 

c;        .L 

6  As  those  refreshing  showers  tend 

To  fertilize  the  field ; 
Thy  laws,  0  God !  our  hearts  amend, 

And  virtue's  harvest  yield.  p.  M, 

2.  DIVINE  LAW. 

1  Lord  !  when  I  hear  Thy  holy  law, 

Its  spirit  let  me  comprehend, 
And  meditate  with  silent  awe 
On  words  that  to  salvation  tend. 

2  Oh !  far  above  the  finest  gold 

Thy  testimonies  I  esteem  ; 
These  shall  my  faltering  feet  uphold, 
My  steps  from  evil  paths  redeem. 

3  To  Thee  will  I  my  prayers  address, 

The  free-will  offerings  of  my  soul; 
Guardian  !  through  life's  dark  wilderness. 
Do  Thou  my  erring  course  control. 

4  Oh  !  let  unblemished  truth  alone 

My  heart  and  mind  for  e'er  inspire ; 


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That  I  may,  in  its  purest  tone. 

Extol  my  gracious  King  and  Sire.     p.  M, 

3.   RELIGION. 

JO  1  To  smile  when  we  on  life's  breakers  are  tost, 

And  .serenely  its  tempest  survey  ; 
To  say,  though  the  beacon  of  hope  is  lost, 
Mercy's  star  will  direct  our  way  : 
Such  trust  in  trial's  hour 
Springs  from  religion's  pow'r. 

2  At  morn,  with  cheerful  emotions  to  rise, 

Glorifying  the  Giver  of  rest ; 
Ne'er  to  let  sleep  our  senses  surprise, 
Ere  the  world's  Benefactor  is  blest : 
Such  is  the  righteous  course 
Man's  reason  should  enforce, 

8  With  high  resolve  in  duty's  jpath  to  tread, 
Though  it  may  our  fondest  wish  frustrate; 
Nor  ever  by  temptation  to  be  led, 
Virtue's  sacred  laws  to  violate; 
Faith  only  nerves  the  soul 
To  this  great  self-control, 

J-  To  live  in  harmony  with  all  mankind, 

J 

Injuries  with  favors  to  requite  ; 
To  hold  God's  image  in  the  heart  enshrined, 
Nor  by  sin  its  purity  to  blight : 
This  shall  our  peace  insure, 
Now,  and  for  evermore, 

5  Undazzled  by  gold,  by  menace  unmoved, 

One  sole  Being  Supreme  to  cherish ; 
To  be  firm  in  the  faith  our  lathers  loved, 
Though  for  this  as  martyrs  we  perish  : 


To  piety  alone 

Such  fortitude  is  known. 

6  To  make  decay  familiar  to  the  mind, 

And  in  death  God's  messenger  perceive, 
Who,  when  the  mortal  breath  has  been 

resigned, 

Will  the  soul  to  its  Redeemer  leave : 
What  but  religion  can 
Reveal  this  gracious  plan  ?  P.  M. 

1  Remember,  man !  while  thou  art  young, 

To  turn  thy  heart  towards  the  Lord, 
Ere  sorrow  hath  thy  bosom  wrung, 
Or  life  hath  "loosed  its  silver  chord." 

2  Spring  hath  its  flowers, — youth  its  sweets, 

Cradled  in  both  the  canker  lies; 
And  when  one  little  season  fleets, 

Man's  spirit  droops — the  blossom  dies. 

3  Ye  triflers  on  the  brink  of  time, 

Scorn  not  the  sage  and  silver-haired, 
When  they  forewarn  ye  in  your  prime 
To  be  for  evil  days  prepared. 

4  Strong  as  ye  are,  shall  ye  not  fall 

Down  to  the  dust  at  God's  decree  ? 
Proud  as  ye  are,  shall  not  the  pall 
Mantle  your  frail  mortality  ? 

5  Praise  the  Creator,  ere  decay 

Your  energies  shall  paralyze, 
Or  darkness,  in  the  latter  day, 

Shall  hide  the  heavens  from  your  eyes. 

p.  M. 


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1  Blest  are  the  enlight'ners  of  mankind, 

Thrice  blest  the  holy  teacher, 
Who,  with  a  pure  and  patient  mind, 

Instructs  his  fellow-creature, — 
Who,  swayed  by  virtue's  golden  rule, 

Would  her  precepts  inculcate, 
And  in  her  chaste  and  godly  school, 

Erring  spirits  educate. 

2  All  are  Thy  ministers,  0  Lord  ! 

Who,  imprest  with  truth  divine, 
Speed  the  work,  and  speak  the  word 

That  shall  make  its  light  to  shine, — 
Who  in  flowers  that  blush  below, 

And  in  stars  that  beam  above, 
A  glory  and  perfection  show, 

That  to  faith  the  heart  must  move. 

3  All  who,  uprooting  error's  weeds, 

Leave  for  moral  culture  room, 
And  with  imperishable  seeds, 

Gause  the  barren  mind  to  bloom, — 
Interpreters  of  Heaven's  law, 

May  its  Grod  their  efforts  guide, 
And  to  celestial  regions  draw 

Souls  who  thus  have  lived  and  died. 


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P.   M. 


PSALM  GXLIV. 


Lord !  what  is  man,  that  Thou  should'st  take 
Account  or  knowledge  of  his  ways? 

Like  shadows  from  the  summer  lake, 
Briefly  depart  his  measured  days. 

2  Yet,  though  but  vanity  and  dust, 
Oh!  hear  Thy  worshiper  sincere. 


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Who  now  appeals  with  humble  trust, 
That  Thou  wilt  grant  his  earnest  prayer. 

3  Through  the  world  may  Israel's  youth. 

Like  branches  of  some  goodly  tree, 
Enlightened  by  the  rays  of  truth, 
Flourish  in  grace  and  dignity. 


4  Dispersed  in  many  climes  and 

May  Judah's  sprightly  daughters  be 
Polished,  as  are  the  corner-stones. 
In  palaces  of  royalty. 

5  May  these,  above  all  earthly  fame, 

The  favor  of  their  God  esteem, 
And  merit  that  distinguished  name, 

The  chosen  race  of  the  Supreme.       p.  M. 

4.  DUTIES  TOWARDS  GOD. 

1.  ACQUISITION  OF  THE  KNOWLEDGE  OF  THE 

LORD. 

CO  1   Glory  not  in  a  gift  so  vain 

^^  As  worldly  knowledge,  ye  discreet  ! 

Whose  stream,  like  the  treacherous  main. 

Rolls  onward  awhile  to  retreat. 
But  wisdom  by  faith  purified 

Is  light  radiating  afar, 
And  love  for  your  heavenly  Guide 
Its  brightest  and  loveliest  star. 

2  Glory  not,  0  ye  that  are  strong  ! 

For  on  dust  your  vigor  is  based  ; 
Strength  only  to  him  can  belong 
Whose  spirit  by  virtue  is  braced. 


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'Gainst  passions  that  nature  disturb, 
This,  this  is  man's  moral  resource; 

No  power  their  progress  to  curb 
Resides  in  corporeal  force. 

3  Glory  not !  ye  rich  in  your  gold  ! 

More  brittle  is  this  than  the  reed  ; 
Beware!  lest  its  glittering  mould 

The  pathway  to  heaven  impede. 
True  honor  it  can  ne'er  impart, 

Nor  solace  in  sorrow  afford; 
Rather  pray  for  a  guileless  heart, 

That  trustingly  turns  to  its  Lord. 

4  Glory  in  wisdom  that  augments 

Your  knowledge  of  a  God  supreme, 
Who  will,  as  virtue's  recompense, 

Man's  spirit  from  the  grave  redeem. 
Glory  in  energy  of  soul, 

V  C_X«/ 

That  truth's  assailants  will  oppose, 
And  with  a  mighty  self-control, 
Crush  all  religion's  bosom  foes. 

5  There  is  a  wealth  of  words  in  prayer, 

Though  poor  the  suppliant  may  be, 
And  themes  for  many  volumes  rare, 

In  every  work  of  God  ye  see. 
Yours  be  the  gold  that  never  frets, 

The  wisdom-star  that  never  wanes; 
The  honor  that  remembers  debts 

Due  to  the  Source  of  all  your  gains. 


P.  M. 


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2.  OBEDIENCE  TO  THE  WILL  OF  GOD. 
GENESIS,  CHAP.  i. 

1  Formless  and  void  creation  stood, 

The  deep  in  darkness  lay  ; 
When  from  Thy  spirit,  Lord  !   the  Hood 
Borrowed  a  quick'ning  ray. 

2  Light  from  the  gates  of  heaven  beamed 

On  flower,  herb,  and  fruit ; 
Each  element  with  tenants  teemed, 
Fish,  reptile,  bird,  and  brute. 

3  A  glowing  firmament  was  seen 

The  waters  to  divide, 

Whose  lustrous  orbs  seemed  links  between 
Earth's  pilgrim  and  his  Guide. 

4  A  thousand  witnesses  appeared, 

God's  love  to  testify  ; 

*> 

Mountains  and  hills  His  might  declared, 
And  bowed  as  He  passed  by. 

5  Man  by  the  tree  of  knowledge  stood. 

Master  of  all  around  ; 
And  woman,  in  her  softest  mood, 
The  gifts  of  mercy  crowned. 

G  They  sin,  they  fall, — oh  !  weep  and  pray. 

That,  tempted,  ye  may  turn 

From  all  forbidden  things  away, 

Nor  God's  displeasure  earn 

7  By  doubts  of  His  almighty  word 

Or  His  all-perfect  ways  ; 
But,  firm  in  faith,  obey  the  Lord, 

And  all  His  judgments  praise.          p.  M 


JOB,  CHAP.  ix. 

1  Oh!  how  shall  man  with  God  contend, 

Mighty  in  strength  and  wise  of  heart  ? 
Or  hope  to  prosper  in  his  end, 

Who  blindly  plays  so  bold  a  part "/ 

2  Frail,  finite  mortal !  shall  I  stand 

In  judgment  with  the  King  of  kings. 
Who  can  the  rising  sun  command 
To  gather  up  His  golden  wings  ; 

3  Conceal  his  light,  his  course  arrest ; 

Seal  up  the  stars  ;  the  heavens  spread  : 
Move  mountains  from  their  place  of  rest ; 
And  on  the  waves  of  ocean  tread  ? 

4  Should  I  my  righteousness  rehearse, 

Or  boast  my  constant  rectitude  ? 
What  perfect  seemed,  might  prove  perverse, 
When  by  the  eye  of  Heaven  viewed. 

5  I  will  not  reason  or  reply, 

But  supplicate  the  Judge  Supreme, 
My  soul  with  hope  to  fortify, 

That  I  may  bless  His  holy  name.      P.  M. 


KK  1   Though  sorrows  may  be  multiplied. 

And  cares  around  thee  throng. 
In  Israel's  Guardian  still  confide, 
And  lift  thy  voice  in  song. 

2  Wilt  thou  on  gold  or  glory  dote, 

Or  covet  pomp  and  power  ? 
Bubbles  that  on  life's  current  float, 
To  break  in  one  brief  hour'.' 


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3  Though  health  and  competence  be  thine. 

And  peace  thy  portion  crown, 
Will  thine  ungrateful  spirit  pine 
To  reach  at  high  renown  ? 

4  As  well  might  stars  rebellious  turn 

From  their  allotted  spheres. 
Ambitious  of  the  solar  urn, 

More  bright  and  vast  than  theirs. 

5  Oh  !  not  to  question  but  obey 

The  great  Creator's  word, 
Was  intellect's  transcendent  ray 
On  human  dust  conferred. 

G  Praise  is  the  noble  privilege 

On  man  alone  bestowed ; 
Redeem,  immortal  soul,  thy  pledge. 

Extol  the  living  God.  P.  M. 

GENESIS,  CHAP.  xxvn. 

1  Deep  silence  reigned  in  Isaac's  tent. 
His  voice  was  faint,  his  vigor  spent, 
Dim  were  his  eyes,  for  death  was  near, 
He  spoke,  and  Esau  bowed  to  hear  : 

2  Away,  my  first-born,  to  the  field  ! 
Thy  quiver  take,  thy  weapons  wield  ; 
A  lid  let  thy  filial  hand  supply 
Sweet  nutriment  before  I  die. 

3  That  life  to  God  I'll  soon  resign, 
Once  ransomed  from  Moriah's  shrine  ; 
Blest  shalt  thou  be,  e'er  I  depart. 
Child  of  mv  heritage  and  heart, 


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4  Cheered  is  the  dying  patriarch, 

But  age  hath  made  his  sense  too  dark 
To  heed  the  bold  supplanter's  lure, 
His  primal  blessing  to  secure: 

5  Earth's  fatness  and  the  dews  of  heav'n, 
To  thee,  young  Israel  !  are  given  : 

No  portion  can  the  prophet's  word 
To  Edom  promise,  but  the  sword. 

C  Too  late  he  mourns  his  lost  birthright, 
Contemned  through  carnal  appetite  : 
Omnipotence  decrees  this  fate, 
His  outraged  laws  to  vindicate. 

tTJ 

7  Such  is  the  lot  the  frail  deservo. 
Who  unto  idol  worship  swerve. 
The  favor  of  some  heart  to  win. 
Sunk  like  itself  in  mortal  sin. 

8  Strengthen  me,  Lord  !  with  moral  power- 
Safely  to  pass  temptation's  hour  ; 

Nor  let  me  ever  lightly  prize 
•    Aught  that  Thy  wisdom  sanctifies.       p.  M, 


3.  FAITH  IN  GOD. 

1  I  weep  not  now  as  once  I  wept, 

At  fortune's  strokes  severe  ; 
Since  faith  hath  to  my  bosom  crept, 
And  placed  a  buckler  there. 

2  Lightly  upon  this  holy  shield 

Falls  sorrow's  thorny  rod, 
And  he  who  wears  it  learns  to  yield 
Submissivelv  to  Grod. 


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3  It  breaks  the  force  of  ev'ry  dart 

By  disappointment  hurled 
Against  the  shrinking  human  heart, 
In  this  cold,  callous  world. 

4  Wrestling  with  this,  I  have  defied 

All  that  my  peace  assailed  ; 
Passion  subdued  hath  turned  aside, 
And  sin  before  it  quailed. 

5  How  many  wounds  would  now  be  mine. 

How  many  pangs  intense  ! 
But  for  the  shield  of  faith  divine. 
My  spirit's  strong  defence. 

G  Oh  !  when  in  prayer  my  hands  I  lift 

To  Thee,  Almighty  God  ! 
The  excellence  of  this  Thy  gift. 

With  fervor  will  I  land.  P.  M. 


h^Q  1  0  God  !  to  Thy  paternal  grace, 

That  ne'er  its  bounty  measures, 
All  gifts  Thy  grateful  children  trace, 
That  constitutes  life's  pleasures.       • 

'2  Light,  being,  liberty,  and  joy, 
All,  all  to  Thee  are  owing ; 
Nor  can  another  hand  destroy 
Blessings  of  Thy  bestowing. 

3  None,  save  our  own  ;  for  in  man's  heart 

Such  passions  are  secreted, 
That  peace  affrighted  weeps  apart, 
To  see  Thy  aim  defeated. 

4  Light  is  made  dim  by  human  guile, 

Existence  doth  but  languish, 


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And.  freedom  loses  her  bright  .smile 
'Mid  scenes  of  strife  and  anguish. 

5  Father  !  though  forfeited  by  sin 

Are  all  Thy  tender  mercies ; 
There  is  a  trusting  f nit h  within 
That  ev'ry  fear  disperses. 

6  Honor  and  praise  to  Thee  belong, 

0  God  of  our  salvation  ! 
Who  will  defend  from  shame  and  wrong 
Thy  first  elected  nation. 

7  Protector  of  the  quick  and  dead  ' 

Thy  love  this  world  o'erfioweth  ; 
And,  when  the  "vital  spark"  hath  fled, 
Eternal  life  bestoweth.  r.  M. 


PSALM  xxxvu. 

1  Let  thy  heart  forever  delight  in  the  Lord, 

Though  its  purity  malice  assaileth  ; 
For  naught  that  detractors  may  breathe  or 

record 
Against  innocence  ever  prevaileth. 

2  The  slanderer's  shaft  on  himself  shall  recoil, 

By  the  heavenly  Father  reverted  ; 
Whose  hand  cutteth  down  the  green  herb 

to  the  soil, 
And  the  being  that  justice  perverted. 

o  Fret  not  thyself  when  prosperity  bringeth 
Treasures  untold  to  the  proud  and  unjust ; 
Righteousness    over   their   sepulchres 

singeth  : 

"Gold  cannot  ransom  the  soul  from  the 
dust.' 


4  From  evil  depart;  let  wrath  be  forsaken; 

Meekness  and  truth  God's  blessings 

shall  merit, 

Let  poverty's  plaint  thy  pity  awaken, 
Thou,   who  the  gifts  of   earth  wouldst 
inherit, 

5  Awhile  the  transgressor  may  seem  to  tower 

Like  a  green  bay-tree  in  the  genial  ray; 
But  hi>s  seed  shall  perish  in  life's  first  hour, 
And  his  land  to  strangers  shall  pass 
away, 

6  Oh !    follow    the   perfect   man — mark    the 

upright, 

For  to  him  salvation  and  peace  belong ; 
His  judgments  are  clear  as  meridian  light, 
And  the  branch  of  his  root  shall  nourish 

long,  P.  M, 

PSALM  xxxvin, 

1  Rebuke  rue  not  nor  chasten  me, 

In  Thy  displeasure,  Lord  ! 
But  let  a  frail  transgressor  be 
To  virtue's  path  restored. 

2  My  heart  like  grass  is  withered  up, 

Sorrow  my  strength  destroys ; 
Sin's  bitter  drop  within  rny  cup, 
Life's  sparkling  draught  alloys. 

3  In  vain  my  spirit  seeks  repose 

From  all  its  worldly  cares  ; 
Mine  adversaries  round  me  close, 

They  compass  me  with  snares.  • 


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4  My  friends  and  kinsmen  stand  aloof. 

And  mock  me  from  afar  ; 
My  soul,  untouched  by  their  reproof, 
Turns  to  its  guiding  Star. 

5  For  with  unbroken  trust  will  I 

In  Thee,  my  G-od  !  coniide. 
Who  deigns  the  meek  to  dignify, 

The  arroga'nt  to  chide.  p.  M, 


•4.  HOPE  IN  GOD. 
PSALM  cxxi. 

£j  1    II  lift  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills, 

And  to  the  boundless  sky, 
Thro'  all  life's  sad  and  varied  ills, 
Our  help  is  from  on  high. 

2  The  heavenly  King,  who  e'er  shall  be, 

In  might  eternal  reigns ; 
When  sorrow's  darts  encompass  me, 
He  every  hope  sustains. 

3  The  burning  rays  of  noon-tide  sun, 

Shall  smite  me  not  by  day  ; 
And  while  the  evil  path  I  shun. 
God  will  protect  my  way. 

4  On  every  side  He  is  my  shade, 

And  still  preserves  my  soul  ; 
His  greatness  ever  is  displayed 
Thro'  years  that  onward  roll. 

5  From  this  time,  and  for  evermore, 

His  mercy  mildly  beams  ; 
Lord !  lead  me  to  that  heavenly  shore. 
Where  peace  eternal  gleams.         c.  M.  c. 


1  Though  I  from  kindred  meet  but  scorn, 
And  am  by  parents  left  forlorn  : 

Still  my  heart,  absolved  from  wrong, 
Lifts  to  God  its  grateful  song. 

2  Thy  countenance,  celestial  Sire  ! 
With  courage  shall  my  soul  inspire. 
Meekly  man's  contempt  to  bear, 
And  all  worldly  woe  and  care. 

r3  Mark  him*  from  whom  all  Israel  sprang  ; 
Keenly  he  feels  the  parting  pang, 
When  from  kindred  far  removed, 
And  from  childhood's  home  beloved. 

4  Then  was  the  angel's  ladder  brought 
Before  the  dreaming  exile's  thought, 
Which  the  righteous  soul  might  teach 
How  the  throne  of  God  to  reach. 

5  From  base  to  summit,  the  blest  youth 
Beheld  progressive  steps  to  truth, 
Beaming  with  immortal  bands 

That  reveal  their  Maker's  plans. 

6  These  to  the  sleeper  heaven  ope, 
Whence  issue  thrilling  words  of  hope : 
"Son  of  man!  I  am  with  thee 
Wheresoever  thou  mayst  flee." 

7  And  is  not  God's  paternal  tone 

To  Jacob's  chosen  offspring  known  ? 
Is  there  no  celestial  gate 
To  the  House  we  consecrate? 

*  Genesis,  chap,  xxvii.  10,  17. 


8  Devotion  Jicre  a  ladder  rears, 

Whose  golden  steps  are  guileless  prayers; 
These  will  the  angel-forms  disclose, 
When  the  soul  here  seeks  repose. 

t)  Therefore  in  filial  trust  will  I 
To  Thee,  my  God,  in  sorrow  fly: 
If,  though  wounded  and  forlorn, 
In  my  heart  guilt  hides  no  thorn.         p.  M. 

PSALM  XLII.  v.  11. 

/*O  1   ''Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ?" 

Does  not  a  God  in  heaven  reign, 
And  each  human  lot  control, 

Whether  with  pleasure  fraught  or  pain? 
Will  He  not  life's  bark  conduct, 

Tho'  darkness  hides  the  treach'rous  shoai 
That  thy  passage  would  obstruct  ? 

"Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul?" 

2  "Why  art  thou  disquieted?1' 

Terror  his  bosom  agitates 
Who  in  sin  has  rioted, 

Arid  Heaven's  wrath  anticipates-; 
But  he  whose  breast  is  free  from  guilt. 

Undaunted  hears  His  thunders  roll. 
His  trust  on  grace  divine  is  built ; 

What  disquiets  thee,  my  soul? 

•;>>   "Oh!  forever  hop>e  in  God  !" 

Who  has  countless  suns  created. 

And  enamelled  earth's  green  sod 
By  their  beams  illuminated  ;— 

Who  from  ruin  joy  can  bring 
To  the  believer's  blest  abode, 


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And  make  the  mourner's  heart  to  sing  : 
"Oh  !  forever  hope  in  God." 

4  "Thou  shalt  praise  and  thank  Him  yet  !" 

Joyfully  to  Him  confessing, 
Thou  in  seeming  blight  hast  met 

Oft  a  parent's  real  blessing,— 
Him  who,  on  the  grave's  dark  brink. 

Has  salvation's  fountain  set, 
That  each  godly  soul  may  drink  : 

"  Thou  shalt  praise  and  thank  Hrn  yet.' 

5  "My  support  and  help  art  Thou.' 

Lord  !  when  clouds  of  sadness  lower, 
Rock  of  my  defence  art  Thou, 

0  gracious  God !  in  peril's  hour. 
Star  to  star  and  deep  to  deep 

Thy  providence  do  e'er  avow  ; 
My  song  with  theirs  shall  concert  keep  ; 

"My  support  and  help  art  Thou." 

p.  M. 

f*\   1  When  grief  on  the  heart  has  weighed 

Till  its  finest  chords  are  hushed, 
And  feelings  that  hope  once  swayed, 

By  clamorous  cares  are  crushed  : 
Remember,  God  most  prizes 
Those  whom  His  rod  chastises. 

2  When  man  no  respite  taketh 

From  trouble,  pain,  or  sorrow, 
But  from  brief  slumber  waketh 

To  toils  and  cares  each  morrow  : 
To  God  if  he  still  turneth, 
His  trust  God's  blessing  earneth. 


/"~ 

D/ 


\Vlien,  by  the  world  neglected, 

Alone  thou  bravest  dangers ; 
When  those  thy  heart  selected, 

From  friends  are  changed  to  strangers  : 
Look  !  lorn  pilgrim,  look  above 
For  better  life  and  stronger  love. 

And  oh  !  when  death  advances, 

Tremble  not  at  the  vision, 
But  meet  with  smiling  glances, 

That  angel  of  transition, 
Whose  scythe  the  fetter  cleaveth, 
That  thy  bruised  spirit  grieveth.  r.  M. 


1 


9 


O 


5,  LOVE  OF  GOB. 
Oh  :   love  the  Lord  with  all  thv  heart ; 

<j 

Its  best  affections  sacrifice, 
Rather  than  from  His  law  depart, 
Who  is  most  holy,  just,  and  wise. 

Oh  !   love  the  Lord  with  all  thy  soul, 
Which  bears  a  principle  divine, 

That  shall  beyond  its  human  goal 
Among  angelic  natures  shine. 

Oh  !  love  the  Lord  with  all  thy  might; 

For  He  has  made  thy  spirit  strong, 
Firmly  to  wrestle  for  the  right, 

And  fearlessly  resist  the  wrong. 

Oh  !  love  the  Lord  !  to  Him  devote 

Thy  time,  thy  treasure,  and  thy  thought; 

Let  these  each  holy  scheme  promote, 
By  which  salvation  may  be  wrought. 


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5  Oh  !   love  the  Lord  !   who,  from  thy  birth 

To  life's  last  moment,  naught  denies, 
And  after  death  commands  the  earth 
To  yield  the  spirit  to  the  skies.         P.  M. 

6.  GRATITUDE  TOWARDS  GOD. 

££   1  With  ardent  love  and  reverence  deep, 

We  bow  before  Thee,  gracious  Lurd  ; 
Whose  marvels  we  in  memory  keep, 

Whose  mercies  on  our  hearts  record ; 
And  with  a  fervent  gratitude, 
Praise  Thee  for  gifts  each  day  renewed. 

2  For  thai  first  life,  from  dust  created, 

Which,  though  fragile  as  the  flowers, 
By  Thine  own  image  animated, 

O'er  the  dust  in  triumph  towers  : 
For  bounties  every  day  renewed, 
Father  !  accept  our  gratitude. 

3  For  verdant  earth  for  ever  teeming 

With  beautiful  and  balmy  forms  ; 
For  light,  from  star  and  planet  streaming. 

Whose  glow  all  nature  cheers  and  warms  •; 
For  blessings  every  day  renewed, 
Father!  accept  our  gratitude. 

4  For  memory's  amazing  powers. 

Long  buried  treasures  to  restore, 
And  make  felicity's  dead  flowers 

Bloom  in  her  atmosphere  once  more  : 
For  blessings  every  day  renewed, 
Father  !  accept  our  gratitude. 

5  For  conscience,  every  thought  arresting, 

Its  purity  to  scrutinize  ; 


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By  virtue's  moral  standard  testing 

The  good  or  ill  that  in  it  lies  : 
For  bounties  every  day  renewed, 
Father  !  accept  our  gratitude. 

6  But  chiefly  for  that  love  paternal 

Which  for  Thy  children  hath  ordained 
A  second  life  in  realms  eternaL 

If  faith  on  earth  their  souls  sustained  : 
For  an  existence  thus  renewed, 
0  G-od  !  accept  our  gratitude.  P.  M. 

£?^7  1  To  man  with  reason's  gift  endued, 
' '  The  pleasing  task  pertains, 

Of  pouring  forth  his  gratitude 
In  pure  and  pious  strains. 

2  Lo !  how  the  branches  of  a  tree 

Back  to  its  root  convey 
The  sap  that  gave  vitality 
To  blossom,  fruit,  and  spray. 

3  From  mute,  external  nature,  then, 

A  gentle  lesson  learn  ; 
With  filial  love,  ye  sons  of  men. 
Parental  care  return. 

4  Let  gratitude  within  each  breast 

Exert  its  high  control ; 
Its  presence,  like  an  angel  guest. 
Shall  sanctify  the  soul. 

* 

5  Canst  them,  0  Jeshurun  !  forget 

Thy  Benefactor's  claim  ? 
The  God  who  o'er  all  others  set 
Thv  nation,  faith  and  name? 


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G  Oh  !  let  us  in  His  praise  unite. 
Who  gave  with  liberal  hand 
Life,  liberty,  and  moral  light. 

His  law  to  understand.  p.  M. 

7.  SUBMISSION  TO  THE  WILL  OF  GOD. 

/?O  1   God  Supreme  !  to  Thee  I  pray. 
Let  my  lips  be  taught  to  say. 
Whether  good  or  ill  may  flow, 
Hallelujah,  be  it  so  ! 

2.  What  Thy  wisdom  may  dictate 
Let  Thy  servant  vindicate  : 
Though  it  may  my  hopes  o'erthrow, 
Hallelujah,  be  it  so  ! 

3  Friends  may  falsify  my  trust, 
Kindred  also  prove  unjust, 

Wound  mv  heart  and  chill  its  dow, — 

*j  <* 

Hallelujah,  be  it  so  ! 

4  Health  and  comfort  may  decline. 
Why  at  this  should  I  repine  ? 
Both  to  Thee,  my  God,  f  owe, 
Hallelujah,  be  it  so  ! 

5  When  by  disappointment  stung, 
Hard  it  is  for  human  tongue 

Still  to  say,  though  tears  may  flow. 
Hallelujah,  be  it  so  ! 

G  Yet,  from  Mercy's  aid  shall  spring 
Strength  of  spirit  still  to  sing 
'Mid  bereavement,  pain,  and  woe. 
Hallelujah,  be  it  sol  p.  M. 


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6(\  I  Oh  !  that  on  morning's  dewy  wings 
"  I  from  the  world  might  flee  away  ; 

And  thus  escape  the  bosom-stings 
Fate  may  inflict  some  future  day. 

2  And  is  it  virtue's  part  to  shrink 

From  aught  that  Heaven  may  ordain  ? 
Shall  man,  the  first  and  brighest  link 
In  animated  nature's  chain, 


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Accept  the  gifts  of  grace  divine, 
Yet  murmur  at  the  mingled  ill  ? 

Nor  patiently  his  soul  resign 
To  God's  unalterable  will? 


4  Mortal !   thy  impious  wish  recall, 

Thy  spirit  arm  with  fortitude  ; 
Let  guilt  alone  thy  breast  appal, 

Tho'  thorns  be  in  thy  pathway  strewed. 

5  Prostrate  thyself  before  the  Lord, 

Ask  not  from  pain  or  woe  to  fly; 
But  that  He  will  that  strength  accord 
Which  triumphs  o'er  calamity.          P.  M. 

1   Draw  nigh,  0  Lord  !  unto  my  soul ; 

Compassionate  and  kind, 
Thou  only  canst  the  grief  control 
Within  its  depths  confined. 

2  How  long,  how  deeply  I  have  mourned, 

No  human  tongue  can  tell ; 
For  from  a  heartless  world  T  turned 
To  weep  but  not  rebel. 

o  No  !   ne'er  have  I,  with  lip  profane, 
Presumed  to  ask'  my  God 


Why  I  the  bitter  cup  should  drain, 
Why  writhe  beneath  the  rod. 

4  The  hand  of  Mercy  well  I  knew 

*/ 

No  burthen  would  impose. 
That  man's  endurance  could  subdue, 
If  faith  her  aid  bestows. 

5  Crushed  are  my  hopes,  my  kindred  gone 

Before  me  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  Thou  alone,  most  Holy  One, 
Canst  dissipate  my  gloom. 

G  The  arrow  in  my  bosom  lies ; 

But  stricken  hearts  have  learned, 
That  oft  to  "blessings  in  disguise." 

Misfortunes  have  been  turned.          P.  M. 

ni   I  wept  when  from  my  eager  grasp, 
The  hollow  toys  of  fortune  fell ; 
Nor  would  that  Holy  Book  unclasp, 
Where  purer,  brighter  treasures  dwell. 

2  There  came  another  heavy  stroke,— 

Those  I  loved  from  earth  departed  : 
Yet  were  the  words  religion  spoke 
Lost  upon  the  broken-hearted. 

3  I  dared  that  Providence  distrust. 

From  whom  calamities  had  flowed  : 
Forgetting,  as  I  bowed  to  dust, 

Whose  h&ndpast  blessinas  had  bestowed. 

4  But  suddenly,  as  from  a  dream, 

Humbled  and  self-rebuked  1  woke; 
My  spirit  then  saw  Mercy's  beam. 

And  heard  the  words  that  wisdom  spoke. 


5  How  long  wilt  thou,  0  child  of  clay  [ 

Thy  Maker's  frown  in  trials  see  " 
Nor  mark  His  smile  in  everv  ray 

•j  «/ 

That  brightens  thy  prosperity  ? 

0  I  wept  again ;   but  blest  the  rod 

Against  whose  chast'ning  I  rebelled, 
And  praised,  with  equal  zeal,  my  God 
For  what  He  gave  and  what  withheld. 

p.  M 

1  0  Thou  !  in  whom  the  power  dwells 

To  heal  or  wound,  to  save  or  slay, 
Whose  hand  alone  the  mandate  seals 

That  hastens  or  arrests  decay. - 
Let  rne,  with  pious  fortitude, 

Thy  dispensations  justify, 
And  in  each  great  vicissitude, 

With  perfect,  faith  on  Thee  rely. 

"2  Oh  ve  !  who  have  consigned  to  dust 

*/  C_x 

Some  darling  object  of  your  care, 
Fail  not  in  Heaven  still  to  trust, 

Whose  Mercy  will  your  loss  repair : 
Nor  let  the  bitter  cup  in  vain 

Be  tendered  to  your  trembling  lips  : 
For  God,  with  beneficial  pain, 

Thus  of  its  pride  the  spirit  strips. 

3  Mortals  presume  to  call  their  own 

Blessings  vouchsafed  bv  grace  divine  : 

O  *J      O 

Not  as  a  gift  but  as  a  loan, 
Father  !  will  I  consider  mine. 

And  when  Thou  wiliest  to  recall 
All  that  on  earth  I  love  the  best. 

Before  Thy  footstool  I  will  fall, 
And  bow  to  Thy  supreme  behest. 


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4  The  messengers  of  death  surround 

Alike  the  palace  and  the  cot ; 
Nor  king,  nor  vassal  can  be  found 

Who  shall  escape  the  common  lot. 
Let  mighty  conquerors  declare, 

If  they  can  with  disease  contend, 
Nor  in  their  final  struggle  share 

The  pangs  that  meaner  bosoms  rend. 

5  Pilgrims  !  whose  aggregate  of  days, 

With  vast  eternity  compared, 
But  as  a  fleeting  moment  weighs, 

For  the  last  hour  be  prepared ; 
Wrestle  with  sin,  watch,  worship,  praise. 

And  glorify  the  Lord  your  God, 
Who  shall  to  life  eternal  raise 

The  saints  that  sleep  beneath  the  sod. 

P.  M, 

^ 

1   "Affliction  cometh  not  from  dust, 
Nor  trouble  from  the  ground  ;" 
But  from  a  Source  all- wise  and  just, 
A  God  with  mercy  crowned. 

2  The  heavy  hand  from  heaven  came, 

That  on  thy  heart  is  pressed  ; 
But,  oh?  remember  'tis  the  same 
By.  which  thou  oft  art  blessed. 

'>  Hast  thou,  in  looking  o'er  the  list 

Of  friends  and  kindred  dear, 
The  names  of  many  loved  and  missed, 
That  were  but  lately  there  ? 

4  0,  selfish  mourner!  weep  no  more 

For  spirits  disenthralled, 
For  those  who  mortals  were  before, 
But  now  are  angels  called. 


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~>  Wouldst  thou,  who  standest  on  the  l>rink 

Of  the  sepulchral  sod, 
To  snfF'ring  clay  those  souls  relink 
That  have  escaped  to  God  '.; 

G  Rather  than  lower  these  to  thee. 

Let  faith  exalt  thy  mind, 
In  death  God's  delegate  to  see, 
Who  will  the  severed  bind. 

7  All  terror  from  thy  thought  dismiss  ; 

For  on  His  wings  alone 
The  righteous  leave  the  grave's  abyss, 
To  reach  their  Father's  throne.         P.  M, 


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1   Healer  of  the  wounded  heart ! 

Hearer  of  the  mourner's  prayer  ! 
Fortitude  to  me  impart, 
Life's  vicissitudes  to  bear. 

2  Let  me  be  possessed  alone 

Of  the  wealth  that  wisdom  yields. 
Such  as  leads  to  Heaven's  throne. 
Such  as  virtue's  stamp  reveals. 

3  What  is  knowledge  but  the  light 

From  Omnipotence  derived  ? 
Truth,  by  whose  reflection  bright, 
Faith  and  hope  are  e'er  revived  ? 

4  Grant,  0  Lord !  above  all  gifts 

Understanding  may  be  mine, 
Such  as  human  nature  lifts 
Up  to  that  which  is  divine. 

5  Then  what  mercy  hath  decreed 

Will  be  rightly  understood: 


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That  no  heart  is  doomed  to  bleed 

But  for  some  determined  good.          p.  M. 

1  Lord  !  let  Thy  countenance  now  shine 

Upon  Thy  creature's  clouded  sense  ; 
That  I  my  spirit  may  resign 
To  all  Thou  wiliest  to  dispense. 

2  That,  struggling  in  the  depths  of  woe, 

I  may  not  to  despondence  yield  ; 
But,  while  affliction's  waters  flow, 

Praise  my  Redeemer,  Rock,  and  Shield. 

3  Let  sorrow  to  my  stricken  heart, 

Through  faith,  be  ever  sanctified ; 
Let  grief  perform  an  angel's  part, 
And  unto  Thee  the  mourner  guide. 

4  Alas!  what  fragile  props  indeed 

Doth  human  nature  rest  upon  ; 
Its  staff  is  but  a  broken  reed, 

Bv  death  in  one  brief  hour  withdrawn. 

J 

5  Draw  nigh  to  me,  0  gracious  Grod  ! 

No  more  let  my  affections  cleave 
To  earth's  frail  idols,  which  the  sod 
Is  ever  open  to  receive. 

G  Sire,  eternal  and  supreme  ! 

To  Thee  my  trembling  voice  I  raise. 
Praying  Thou  wilt  with  mercy's  beam 
Enlighten  all  my  future  ways.          p.  M. 

L   Despond  not,  0  my  heart ! 
But  firmly  bear  thy  part 
In  life's  severe  probation; 


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The  path  by  virtue  trod. 
Though  rugged,  leads  to  God, 
My  Rock  and  my  Salvation. 

2  Banish  thy  secret  grief, 
Earth's  pilgrimage  is  brief, 
Its  turmoils  evanescent ; 
And  when  the  flesh  decays, 
God's  word  the  hope  conveys, 
Of  happiness  incessant. 


o 
O 


The  innocent  shrink  not 
From  their  appointed  lot ; 

But,  in  the  deepest  sorrow, 
Believe  that  heaven's  light 
Follows  fate's  starless  night, 

To  gild  the  unborn  morrow. 

4  Lord  !  though  my  cares  increase, 
Oh  !  grant  me  inward  peace 

And  pious  resignation  ; 
Let  all  I  may  endure, 
Render  my  spirit  pure, 

And  worthy  of  salvation. 


P.  M, 


1   Many  are  the  pains  and  sorrows 

Life  has  yet  for  me  in  store  ; 
But  from  faith  my  spirit  borrows 

Strength,  its  trials  to  endure. 
Through  darkest  clouds  bright  sunbeams 

break  ; 
Lord  !  Thou  wilt  not  Thy  child  forsake  ! 

2  Though  falsehood,  with  envenomed  dart. 
May  my  innocence  assail. 


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—  L> 

IO 


It  cannot  long  affect  my  heart , 

Shielded  by  religion's  mail, 
Nor  thence  the  sweet  conviction  take, 
God  ne'er  will  virtue's  cause  forsake. 

3  Though  all  I  love  and  cherish  sink 

Prematurely  in  the  grave, 
In  woe  I  will  not  cease  to  think  : 

Mercy  smiteth  but  to  save. 
The  dead  will  in  God's  kingdom  wake ; 
The  living  He  will  not  forsake. 

4  Though  death  in  frightful  form  appear, 

'Gainst  mv  life  to  lift  his  scvthe. 

t,'  */ 

My  mind  shall  triumph  over  fear, 

Though  the  frailer  flesh  may  writhe.     . 
Its  perfect  trust  this  cannot  shake  ; 
The  faithful  God  will  not  forsake. 

5  Omnipotent !    Thou  art  with  me 

In  tears  and  tribulation  ; 
Creator  !  I  submit  to  Thee 

In  every  dispensation. 
My  soul  Thy  essence  doth  partake  . 
This,  Father  !  Thou  wilt  not  forsake. 

P.  M. 

1  When  I  would  smile,  remembrance  brings 
A  thousand  sad  and  bitter  things, 
Vexations,  crosses,  wrongs  and  woes, 
That  blighted  hope  and  broke  repose. 
Heavenly  Sire!  Holy  One! 

When  shall  I  say,  Thy  will  be  done ! 

2  I  mourned  for  one  who,  like  a  twin, 
Shared   every  thought  thaUpassed  within  ; 


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"Oh!   would  that  I  might  die  for  thee,'' 

Was  echoed  in  my  agony. 

Heavenly  Sire  !  Holy  One ! 

I  should  have  said,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

3  Time  brought  me  to  the  Lord,  my  Shield, 
Whose  help  my  wounds  had  scarcely  healed, 
When  sun  rings,  various  and  deep, 
Destroyed  my  health  and  banished  sleep  : 
Heavenly  Sire  !  Holy  One  ! 

My  words  were  not,  Thy  will  be  done ! 

4  I  saw  my  kindred's  fortunes  changed, 
The  feelings  of  my  friends  estranged  ; 
In  silence  I  was  doomed  to  grieve 
O'er  wants  my  hand  could  not  relieve. 
Heavenly  Sire  !  Holy  One  ! 

I  said  not  yet,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

5  How  weak  in  faith  must  I  have  been  : 
How  led  by  sorrow  into  sin, 

In  trial  ne'er  to  recognise 

The  seraph  mercy  in  disguise. 

Heavenly  Sire  !  Holy  One  ! 

My  heart  now  says,  Thy  will  be  done ! 

P.  M. 

1  Grod  of  the  universe  !  unfailing  friend 
Of  all  who  meekly  at  Thy  footstool  bend, 
In  pious  gratitude  for  blessings  gained, 
Or  resignation  to  the  ills  ordained, — 

2  Oh  !  grant  me  firmness  in  the  hour  of  woe, 
To  bless  the  being  who  has  dealt  the  blow  ; 
And  in  the  furnace,  with  unceasing  prayer. 
Avert  the  evil  promptings  of  despair. 


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o   Hast  Thou  withdrawn   the  authors  of  my 

birth  ? 
Recalled  mv  dearest  kindred  from  the  earth  ? 

*/ 

Though  nature  may  her  tearful  tribute  claim , 
Still  let  the  voice  of  faith  exalt  Thy  name. 

«/ 

4  God  of  the  universe  !  at  Thy  command, 
The  sun  himself  and  all  the  starrv  band 

\j 

Shall,  like  the  human  frame,  at  last  decay, 
Nor  leave,  from  globes  dissolved,  one 
ling 'ring  ray. 

5  All,  all  must  perish  by  progressive  blight, 
Or  sudden  failure  of  the  vital  light ; 
What  unction  then  shall  be  to  mourners  left, 
Of  their  material  treasures  thus  bereft? 

6  Graven  on  rocks  with  pen  of  diamond  poi?it, 
Are  words  that  shall  like  balm  their  wounds 

anoint : 
The  soul  of  man  o'er  ruined  worlds  shall 

spring, 

And  with  immortal  hosts  Thy  glories  sing. 

p.  M. 

1  Frail,  feeble,  inefficient  man  ! 

In  one  thing  only  art  thou  strong; 
In  will,  to  thwart  thy  Maker's  plan, 
In  deed,  to  execute  the  wrong. 

13  Unreal  glory  and  false  shame, 

By  turns  thy  heart  and  mind  divide ; 
r]L\].Q  first  is  found  in  wealth  or  fame, 
The  last  is  only  wounded  pride. 

3  The  just  who  doth  the  poor  redress, 
Below  the  judge  corrupt  is  placed  : 


si 


And  friends  im  titled  please  thee  less 

Than  strangers  that  with  rank  are  graced, 

4  The  majesty  of  mortal  kings, 

To  thee  is  ever  sanctified  ; 
Yet  from  thy  lips  arraignment  springs 
Of  God,  who  doth  o'er  all  preside. 

5  0  shallow  worldling  !  when  they  smite, 

In  silence  thou  receives!  the  blow  ; 
Yet  questionst  thy  Creator's  right 
The  stroke  corrective  to  bestow. 

H  Thou  dar'st  not  in  familiar  tone 

To  princes  of  this  world  appeal  ; 
And  yet  upon  the  great  Unknown 
Call  lightly  in  thy  woe  or  weal. 

7  The  Lord's  anointed  is  not  he 

Who  in  a  robe  of  state  appears  ; 
It  is  the  pious,  pure  and  free, 

Whose  spirit  virtue's  ermine  wears, 

8  Frail,  feeble,  inefficient  man  ! 

Oh  pray  !  that  thou  may'st  be  ever  strong 
In  will,  to  prosecute  God's  plan, 

In  deed,  for  e'er  to  shun  the  wrong,    p.  M, 


1  My  God!  my  God!  to  Thee  I  cling 

In  sorrow's  trying  hour  ; 
Solace  from  Thee  alone  must  spring, 
Blest  and  benignant  Power  ! 

2  I  know  there's  mercy  in  the  stroke 

That  bows  me  to  the  dust, 
It  frees  me  from  my  worldly  yoke. 
And  wakens  self-distrust, 


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3  I  feel  that  faith  her  tower  builds 

On  life's  most  dreary  spot ; 
Her  beam  the  couch  of  suff'ring  gilds. 
And  cheers  the  darkest  lot. 

4  The  wounds  that  from  Thy  hand  divine, 

In  meekness  we  receive, 
The  spirit  will  at  last  refine, 
And  without  blemish  leave. 

5  Boast  not,  0  man  !  that  thou  art  free 

From  salutary  pain, 
Which  well-endured  will  prove  to  thee 
A  glory  and  a  gain.  p.  M. 

5.  DUTIES  TOWARDS  OURSELVES. 
1.  SELF-KNOWLEDGE. 

CO  1  While  man  explores,  with  curious  eye, 
-^  The  works  of  nature  and  of  art, 

He  passeth  real  wisdom  by, 

JL  w     * 

Nor  cares  to  read  th'e  human  heart. 

"2  A  stranger  to  himself  alone, 

He  walketh  forth  in  worldly  guise  ; 
Nor  wouldst  thou  in  his  lofty  tone 
The  child  of  frailty  recognize. 

3  Yet  pause,  0  man  !  in  thy  career, 

And  search  the  chambers  of  thy  soul ; 
For  passions  dark  and  deep  are  there. 
That  spurn  at  reason's  weak  control. 

4  A  thirst  for  blood,  for  gold,  for  fame. 

Pollutes  thee,  vet  thou  know'st  it  nut  : 

'        V 

Because  it  borrows  glory's  name, 
And  sheds  false  lustre  on  thy  lot. 


5   Seek  piety — self-knowledge  seek, 

Their  guidance  ask  to  virtue's  road ", 
On  thee  will  Heaven's  light  then  break, 
And  them  wilt  know  and  bless  thy  God, 

p,  M, 

•2    SELF-EXAMINATION. 

1   Descend  into  thyself,  my  soul ! 

And  ask  religion's  aid 
To  search  thv  chambers  and  control 

i/ 

The  passions  there  arrayed. 

.2  E'en  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave, 

God  heareth  frailty's  cry  ; 
Nor  can  the  voice  of  reason  crave 
What  Mercy  will  deny. 

•  )  Oh  !  ever  prone  is  mortal  man 

To  self-deceit  and  sin  ; 
And  he  who  would  reform  his  plan. 

Must  turn  his  eve  within. 

^  » 

4  For  often  vice,  with  specious  art, 

Will  virtue's  tone  affect, 
Deceive  the  sense,  deprave  the  heart, 
And  riot  there  unchecked. 

•5  Then  firmly  watch  and  freely  probe 

The  slightest  moral  wound, 
And  boldly  rend  deception's  robe 
That  hides  what  is  unsound. 

6  Long  hast  Thou  taught  Thy  servant,  Lordl 

That  trust  and  timely  prayer 
Will  to  the  spirit  strength  afford. 
Such  discipline  to  bear. 

7  The  balm  that  heals  the  sinner's  hurt 

Springs  from  a  source  divine  ; 


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0  God  !   regard  not  my  desert. 

But  let  that  balm  be  mine.  p.  M. 

1  Why,  0  heedless  mortal !  dost  thou  fly 

So  lightly  o'er  life's  rapid  stream. 
While  its  shores  are  briefly  passing  by. 

Like  the  dim  shadows  of  a  dream  ? 
Can  thy  spirit  be  a  stranger. 
To  that  current's  depth  and  danger? 

2  Why,  0  child  of  pride !  wilt  thou  not  pause. 

Earth's  tangled  pathway  to  explore  ? 
On  to  ruin  that  bold  pilgrim  draws, 

Who  in  his  own  strength  rests  secure  ; 
Nor  by  self-investigation 
Arms  his  senses  'gainst  temptation. 

8  Daily  of  myself  should  I  inquire  : 
Have  I  fulfilled  my  being's  end? 
Is  it  e'er  my  heart's,  supreme  desire, 

WithTieaven  all  its  thoughts  to  blend".'1 
Ah  !  woe  is  me !  I  dare  not  say 
Earth  does  not  lead  them  far  astray. 

4  Have  I  in  that  first  law  delighted, 

Which  doth  false  gods  to  man  forbid'/ 
,  Or,  while  my  lip  that  law  recited, 

Within  my  breast  some  idol  Lid? 
Oh !  that  I  could  in  truth  declare  : 
One  God  alone  is  graven  there! 

5  Precepts  to  brotherhood  pertaining, 

Have  I  implicitly  observed  ? 
Or  my  poor  neighbor's  love  disdaining. 

From  God's  paternal  mandate  swerved  ? 
Oh !  that  I  might  indeed  respond  : 

1  have  not  broken  nature's  bond. 


When  felicity  was  changed  to  woe, 

Did  I  still  glorify  my  God  ? 
Or  was  faith,  that  man  should  ne'er  forego, 

Relaxed  beneath  His  chast'ning  rod  ? 
Alas  !  my  frail  and  feeble  mind 
Forgot  past  blessings,  and  repined. 

7  Lord  !  let  this  self-examination, 

Answered  fore'er  in  truthful  tone, 

Lead  to  the  perfect  reformation 
Of  sin,  to  which  my  soul  is  prone, 

And  fit  it  in  a  future  state 

With  angels  to  associate.  p.  M. 

1  In  glory,  Lord!  dost  Thou  appear, 
And  we  the  call  of  angels  hear, 
The  holy  praise  of  Thy  great  name, 
With  pious  rapture  thus  proclaim  : 

Hallelujah! 

2  If  in  palaces  we  abide. 
Or  in  rude  cottages  reside, 
Among  life's  flowers  or  its  weeds, 
Still  let  us  strew  devotion's  seeds. 

Hallelujah ! 

3  Deep  in  the  heart  let  virtues  dwell, 
Like  pearls  within  a  mortal  shell ; 
What  purer  gems  for  age  or  youth 
Than  meekness,  innocence,  and  truth? 

Hallelujah! 

4  These  weigh  not  down  the  spirit's  wing 
That  would  to  heaven's  portal  spring ; 
But  speed  it  in  its  upward  course ; 

By  dint  of  their  own  moral  force ; 

Hallelujah! 


5  0  Thou  !  who  art  the  living  Fount; 
Of  mercies  man  can  never  count, 
From  bonds  of  sin  my  spirit  free, 
And  let  it  soar  and  sing  to  Thee  : 

Hallelujah' 

6  No  higher  privilege  I  claim 
Than  to  extol  Thy  blessed  name, 
And  answer,  when  the  angels  call, 
Holy  art  Thou,  O  God  of.  all  ! 

Hallelujah! 

P.  M. 

Z.  HUMILITY. 

G£?  1  Hearken  not,  man !  to  the  voice  of  self-love ; 
Adverse  to  meekness  and  truth  it  will  prove  : 
Calling  all  puny  achievements  august, 
That  gild  common  clay  or  magnify  dust. 

2  Wisdom  is  walking  for  e'er  by  thy  side. 
Checking    thy    arrogance,    chastening   thy 

pride, 

Bidding  thee  measure  thy  fabrics  infirm 
With  works  to  which  time  can  affix  no 

term. 

3  How  will  thy  temples  and  altars  compare 
With  those  that  nature  delighted  to  rear? 
With  the  perfect,  sublime,  and  vast  designs 
Of  her  forest,  ocean,  or  mountain-shrines? 

4  What  is  thy  beauty  ?  the  bloom  of  an  hour  : 
What  fame's  duration?  the  life  of  a  flower : 
Genius  seems  ever  to  sing  'neath  a  cloud, 
Gold  cannot  brighten  one  thread  of  the 

shroud. 


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Self-lauding  man  !  through  the  firmament's 

bars 

List  to  the  chorus  of  seraphs  and  stars : 
Then  will  thy  heart  in  humility's  tone, 
Bow  to  the  world's  mighty  Master  alone. 

P.  M. 

1  Out  of  sorrow's  depths  I  cry 

To  my  Father,  throned  on  high  ; 
Mercy's  hand,   I  humbly  trust, 
Will  remove  the  mourner's  dust, 
While  my  heart  repeats  again, 
Bless  the  Holy  One,  Amen  ! 

2  Should  not  I  more  favor  win, 
Than  the  sons  of  shame  and  sin  ? 
Yet  the  sweets  of  life  are  theirs, 
While  my  portion  is  but  tears. 
Wherefore  have  I  shouted  then, 
Bless  the  Holy  One,  Amen  ? 

3  What  shall  Heaven  render  thee, 
Who  thy  neighbor's  fault  canst  see, 
Yet  art  sightless,  as  the  mole, 

To  the  blots  upon  thy  soul  ? 

Still  unclean,  though  loud  thy  strain, 

Bless  the  Holy  One.  Amen  ! 

4  He  who  stands  self-justified 
In  his  spiritual  pride, 

Shall  no  grace  from.  Grod  receive, 
Though  he  may  the  world  deceive 
By  repeating  o'er  again, 
Bless  the  Holy  One,  Amen  !  P.  M. 


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GENESIS,  CHAP.  xi. 

1  On  Shinar's  plain  see  Babel's  tower  rise  : 

Woe  shall  the  builders  and  their  work 

betide ! 

For  that  which  seeks  to  penetrate  the  skies. 
Shall  prove  a  ruined  monument  of  pride. 

2  Here  let  the  bold  transgressor  read  his  fate. 

And,  trembling,  pause  amid  his  plans 

profane  ; 

Confusion  shall  upon  his  deeds  await, 
And   incomplete   his   daring    schemes 

remain. 


o 

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Vainly  he  braves  the  vengeance  of  his  God  : 

For  as  a  moral  beacon  shall  he  stand, 
While  many  tongues  shall  spread  his  shame 

abroad, 

His  guilt  proclaiming  through  each 
foreign  land.  . 

4  Like  lofty  towers,  haughty  hearts  shall  fall. 
While  humble  ones  to  heaven  shall  aspire  N 
As  they  in  unity  of  worship  call, 

In  death  and  life,  on  one  Eternal  Sire. 

p.  M. 

1  My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Guide  ! 

On  Thee  for  aid  I  call; 
Oh !  save  my  soul  from  wordly  pride, 
Which  causeth  man  to  fall. 

2  Power  is  but  a  subtle  snare, 

Frail  spirits  to  mislead  ; 
Wealth,  a  treacherous  betrayer, 
Fame  but  a  broken  reed. 


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Against  these  lures,  Thy  servant,  Lord  ! 

For  succor  hath  appealed, 
Thou  only  canst  these  dangers  ward, 

Who  art  my  Strength  and  Shield. 

4  The  storm  will  smite  the  loftv  tree 

»/ 

That  with  its  rage  contends, 
But  leave  the  pliant  sapling  free 
That  to  its  fury  bends. 

5  So  shall  the  meek,  who  humbly  strive 

Thy  wrath  to  deprecate, 
Those  blasts  of  adverse  fate  survive 
Which  shall  the  proud  prostrate. 

6  Save  Israel  from  worldly  pride, 

All-perfect  Source  of  grace, 
And  to  the  gates  of  heaven  guide 

A  blind  and  wandering  race  !  P.  M. 


4.  CONTENTMENT. 

Q|  k  1   In  the  great  scales  of  human  life 
*-*    '  God  casteth  good  and  ill, 

The  sweet  and  bitter,  peace  and  .strife, 
By  turns  the  balance  fill. 

'2  Mingled  is  every  mortal  draught ; 

Yet  thus  will  folly  rave  : 
Wormwood  alone  have  I  e'er  quaffed. 
My  neighbor's  cup  I  crave. 

3  His  prayer  by  Providence  is  heard  : 

Doth  he  the  change  enjoy? 
No  !  in  his  heart  the  gall-drop  's  stirred, 
That  must  all  things  alloy. 


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4  His  competence  enlarged  to  wealth,' 

Brings  not  expected  bliss  ; 
Unsated  appetite  and  health 
Have  been  exchanged  for  this. 

5  Another  of  his  lot  complains, 

Whom  all  the  world  thinks  blest : 
Mere  gold  his  lofty  soul  disdains. 
But  sighs  for  glory's  crest. 

G  And  soon  upon  his  brow  august, 

The  meed  of  honor  shines ; 
But  ah  !  his  lov'd  ones  lie  in  dust, 
For  these  his  spirit  pines. 

7  Take  then,  0  man !  the  chequered  lot, 

To  thee  by  Grod  assigned ; 
Give  thanks  for  every  blessing  brought, 
To  evil — be  resigned.  p.  M. 

Q-"!    1  Oh  !  whence  doth  human  happiness  arise  ? 

^  ••       Is  it  dependent  upon  cloudless  skies? 

Or  on  that  changeless  sunshine  of  the  soul, 
That  calm  content  derived  from  self-control? 

2  Light  of  all  seasons,  in  life's  wintry  scene, 
As  in  its  buoyant  spring-time  still  serene, 
Its  tempered  glory  radiates  for  e'er 
From  virtue's  orbit  and  religion's  sphere. 

3  Let  us  not  hope  contentment's  beam  to  find 
In  a  restless  and  ambitious  mind ; 

It  rests  not  on  that  rainbow  of  an  hour, 
The  gold  and  purple  robe  of  worldly  pow'r. 

4  It  gildeth  not  the  godless  dome  of  pride. 
Nor  in  the  sordid  bosom  will  abide  : 


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But  as  the  day-star  of  each  mortal  shines'. 
Who  in  full  trust  his  heart  to  Heaven 
resigns. 

5  0  Thou  !  whose  eye  all  human  wants  can 

see, 

Grant  that  its  influence  may  govern  me  ; 
Let  that  blest  ray  of  peace  my  soul  illume, 
Nor  wane  till  I  descend  into  the  tomb. 

P.  M. 


1  On  dim  futurity,  with  idle  aim, 

Man's  restless  mind  is  ever  prone  to  gaze, 
To  know  what  portion  he  may  chance  to 

claim 
Of  all  the  good  and  ill  that  fate  displays. 

2  Impious  waste  alike  of  time  and  thought ! 

Insane  attempt,  that  curtain  dark  to 

rend, 

The  hand  of  Providence  itself  hath  wrought, 
To  veil  the  evils  that  o'er  life  impend. 

3  Unwise  and  rash !  foreknowledge,  if  possest, 

Would  aggravate  inevitable  woe, 
Would  make  the  present  period  unblest, 
And  crush  the  nerve  that  else  might 
brave  the  blow. 

4  Thus,  too,  would  promised  pleasure  lose 

its  zest, 

Forestalled  by  expectation  long  and  keen : 
Oh  !  then  let  Heaven's  wisdom  be  confest. 
That  doth  from  mortal  eyes  the  future 

screen. 


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5  How  grateful  is  my  heart  to  Thee,  0  Lord ! 
For  this  concealment  of  life's  chequered 

lines ; 

No  tongue  can  utter,  and  no  pen  record 
The  depth  of  all  Thy  merciful  designs. 

P.  M. 

PROVERBS,  CHAP,  xxvii,  v.  1. 

1  Let  me  for  present  hours  borrow 

The  garland  pleasure  wears; 
To  God  I  '11  dedicate  the  morrow, 
And  mourn  for  misspent  years. 

2  Half  of  thy  prayer,  to  thy  own  sorrow, 

Is  granted,  child  of  mirth! 
The  wreath  is  thine,  but  e'er  the  morrow 
'Twill  lie  with  thee  in  earth. 

3  The  rich  man  'neath  his  purple  awning 

Contented  sits  at  eve, 
Nor  dreams  the  sepulchre  is  yawning, 
His  ashes  to  receive. 

1  A  widow  lifts  the  voice  of  mourning, 

For  him  who  yesterday 
Vowed  with  another  sun's  returning, 
His  pious  debts  to  pay. 

5  "The  world  with  graves  is  perforated," 

But  these  beheld  them  not, 
Their  hearts  with  luxury  elated, 
Death's  dwelling-place  forgot. 

G  0  Israel !  the  lesson  borrow, 

Nor,  for  earth's  brightest  things, 
Defer  to  an  uncertain  morrow 

Praise  to  the  King  of  kings.  p.  M. 


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1  Oh  !  where  is  he  who  yesterday 

*'  «/ 

Stood  erect  in  manhood's  prime 
Weep  !  for  the  shadow  of  decay 

Rests  upon  the  child  of  time  ; 
Weep  for  creation's  noble  chief, 
Whose  vital  tenure  is  so  brief. 

Woe  to  the  man,  who  in  a  cloudless  morning 
Promise  of  a  golden  sunset  sees ! 

Nor  heeds  experience  that  whispers  warning, 
"Peril  lurks  in  every  passing  breeze." 

2  From  the  same  elements  may  spring 

Balm,  and  bloom,  and  mortal  blight; 
Yet  we  watch  not  time's  fleet  wing, 

But  pursue  some  vain  delight. 
For  changing  seasons  unprepared, 
Though  every  leaf  of  life  is  seared, 

0  shame  !  thus  to  foil  our  Maker's  intent, 

Who  moral  sagacity  gave  ; 
That  we  might  improve  to  their  utmost 

extent, 

Years  that  pass    between    birth    and  the 
grave. 

3  Waste  not  the  present  in  regret 

For  omissions  of  the  past ; 
Bright  blossoms  may  be  gathered  yet. 

Through  eternity  to  last. 
These  are  virtues — angel  flowers,— 
Natives  of  celestial  bowers. 

He  that  to  immortality  aspires, 

Must  his  heart  to  Heaven  dedicate. 

And  all  its  thoughts,  its  feelings,  and  desires, 
By  the  laws  of  mercy  regulate.  p.  M. 


V)4 


5,  FOR  THE  SICK, 

1  Hear  my  voice  and  grant  rny  pray'r, 

0  Thou  life-sustaining  God  ! 

Heal  my  flesh,  my  spirit  cheer, 

That  I  may  Thy  mercy  laud. 

2  Trespasses  that  seemed  but  light, 

When  my  health  and  strength  remained, 
Now  that  these  have  taken  flight, 
All  the  weight  of  guilt  have  gained. 

3  Oh!  that  I,  in  hours  past. 

With  my  soul  had  oft  communed  : 
Slumb'ring  passions  thence  to  cast, 
That  awaken  but  to  wound. 

4  Lengthen  out  the  little  span 

Of  Thy  worshipper,  0  Lord  ! 
Nor,  till  I  reform  my  plan, 
Cleave  for  e'er  the  vital  cord, 

5  As  the  dial's  shadow  turned 

At  the  pray'r  of  Judah's  king, 
Let  not  my  appeal  be  spurned, 

Save  me  still  Thy  praise  to  sing.      p.  M, 

6.  PREPARATION   FOR   DEATH. 

1  0  thou !  possest  of  health  and  bloom, 

Think  how  they  once  in  others  glowed ; 
And  yet,  how  many  to  the  tomb 

Passed,  unprepared,  to  meet  their  God, 

"2  Pilgrim  !   "thy  house  in  order  set!" 

Thy  soul  for  sudden  change  prepare, 
Ere  thou,  to  cancel  nature's  debt, 
Art  forced  into  an  unknown  sphere. 


•}  To  every  fleeting  day  then  link 

Some  blest  remembrance  as  it  flies. 
Some  deed  that  on  the  grave's  dark  brink 
To  soothe  thy  conscience  may  arise. 

4  Keep  mercy  ever  in  thy  sight. 

Whether  thou  judgest  friend  or  foe, 
Her  mantle,  pure  as  heaven's  light, 
Around  each  erring  spirit  throw. 

5  Let  faith  triumphant  o'er  all  things. 

Virtue  teach  and  self-denial, 
And  firmly  shall  her  angel  wings. 
Bear  thee  through  life's  stormy  trial. 

6  Mortal !  be  warned,  while  yet  thy  prime 

By  dread  disease  is  unassailed ; 
Oh !  trust  not  to  the  future  time, 

Whose  aspect  God  himself  hath  veiled. 

P.  M. 

6  DUTIES  TOWARDS  OTHERS. 
1.  TRUTH. 

1  Let  the  standard  of  truth  by    Judah  be 

planted, 

Where'er  he  may  chance  to  abide ; 
Let   praise   to   the   God  of  his  father  be 

chanted, 
Though  strangers  his  worship  deride. 

2  Oh  !  fail  not  to  foster  each  pious  emotion 

That  reason  or  faith  generates ; 
But    freelv    and    fearlesslv    breathe    vour 

t/  w  w 

devotion 
To  God,  who  the  soul  animates. 


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3  How  weak  is  the  sceptre  of  temporal 

power, 

The  spirit  of  truth  to  o'erthrow  ! 
Sublimely  o'er  time  doth  her  majesty  tower, 
Eternity's  herald  below. 

4  Her  law  is  a  lamp  to  the  feet  of  each  mortal 

That  else  would  in  dark  places  stray  ; 
Its  light  radiates  immortality's  portal, 
Nor  wanes,  though  a  world  may  decay. 

5  Oh  !  follow  her  path,  and  forsake  that  of 

error, 

All  ye  who  salvation  would  seek ; 
Nor  ever,  through  danger,  through  shame, 

or  through  terror, 
Her  glorious  ordinance  break.  P.  M. 

QO  1  Early  and  late  my  God  I  seek, 
^  ^  Before  Him  stand  and  pray  ; 

Yet  find  all  human  words  too  weak 
His  wonders  to  portray. 

2  I  love  to  see  the  morning  light 

Break  forth  to  gladden  earth, 
Like  charity,  that  takes  delight 
In  cheering  humble  worth. 

3  And  when  the  glorious  star  of  eve 

Ascends  the  vault  on  high, 
The  first  to  reach,  the  last  to  leave 
Its  station  in  the  sky. 

4  1  think  of  Hope,  whose  rays  serene 

The  dawn  of  life  illume, 
And  still  in  its  decline  are  seen 
Lingering  above  the  tomb. 


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5  But  brighter,  purer,  more  divine^ 

Is  truth  than  either  orb  : 
Let  this,  0  God  !  forever  shine, 
Arid  all  niy  soul  absorb. 


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2.  HONESTY. 

OQ  1  Father!  will  abstinence,  or  prayer,  or  song, 
*^  Open  for  us  celestial  portals  ? 

Or  as  atonement  serve  for  any  wrong 
Committed  'gainst  our  fellow-mortals  ? 

Oh,  no  !  the  key  of  mercy's  golden  gates 
Turns  when  touched  by  penitential  tears; 

And  joy  alike  the  contrite  soul  awaits, 
And  the  meek,  that  no  deep  blemish 
bears. 

3  Thou  lovest  him  who  faithful,  true,  and  just, 

Even  when  by  poverty  beset, 
Would  perish  rather  than  betray  his  trust, 
Or  the  claims  of  probity  forget. 

4  The  honor  Thou  as  pure  dost  recognise, 

Builds  not  on  its  predecessor's  fame  ; 
Nobility  in  its  own  spirit  lies, 

Clad  in  virtue's  ermine  —  a  good  name. 

5  Thy  image  we  behold  in  human  love, 

In  human  justice  trace  Thy  form  divine; 
The  soul's  high  statue,  soaring  high  above 
All  mean  artifice  and  low  design. 

6  From  all  that  their  integrity  might  blight, 

God  of  mercy  !  Thy  weak  children  shield  ; 
Most  sacred  let  them  hold  each  other's  right, 
Nor  to  guileful  passions  ever  yield. 

P.  M, 


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3.  JUSTICE. 
DEUTERONOMY,  CHAP.  i. 

The  prophet  to  the  people  said, 

(Whose  numbers  none  might  count.) 

Full  long  have  ye,  0  Israel !  stayed 
In  Horeb's  marble  mount. 


2  Accomplished  are  your  holy  wars, 

Ye  tread  the  promised  land  ; 
Your  multitudes  are  as  the  stars  : 
God's  blessing  's  on  your  band. 

3  And  may  ye,  e'en  a  thousand-fold, 

More  numerous  become, 
On  Palestine's  conquered  mould, 
When  ye  have  fixed  your  home. 

4  But  how  can  I  your  cumbrance  bear, 

Your  burthen  and  your  strife  ? 
Wise  men  among  the  tribes  there  are 
To  govern  ye  through  life. 

5  Let  these  adjudge  the  Hebrew's  cause, 

The  stranger's  claim  decide, 
And  in  expounding  Heaven's  laws, 
Heed  not  the  person  tried. 

6  For  in  the  eye  of  nature's  God, 

Degree  no  favor  finds, 
Rank  falls  'neath  the  judicial  rod, 
Low  as  the  meanest  minds. 

7  Of  mortal  face  be  not  afraid, 

For  judgment  will  descend 
From  Him  who  is  in  truth  arrayed, 
The  pious  poor  man's  friend. 


8  Oh  !  let  the  modern  Israelite, 

Taught  by  the  elder  time, 
Treasure  this  golden  rule  of  right., 
So  simple,  yet  sublime. 

9  When  ye  as  arbiters  are  called 

Between  the  small  and  great, 
Let  equity  stand  unappalled 

And  speak  its  pure  dictate,  p.  M, 


4.  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 
PSALM  xv. 

\  01    Who,  God  of  glory  !  shall  be  found 
'  '  '  '        Worthy  of  so  high  a  grace, 
As  e'er  Thy  praises  to  resound 

In  Thy  holy  dwelling-place, — 
And  with  heaven,  earth,  and  sea, 
Join  in  choral  hymns  to  Thee  ? 

.2  He  whose  soul,  all  sin  abhoring, 
E'er  to  virtue's  height  aspires., 

And  'gainst  evil  passions  warring. 
Quenches  their  unholy  fires  ; 

Who  'mid  fortune's  worst  caprice, 

Loses  not  internal  peace. 

3  Who  shall  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
God  supreme  !  Thy  praise  declare  ? 

He  who  with  forbearing  meekness, 
Guilt  in  others  palliates, 

Yet  in  self  each  lesser  weakness 
Searches  out  and  reprobates. 

He  who  from  reproach  or  shame 

Guards  a  fellow-creature's  nam-e. 


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4  Who  shall  in  His  holy  place 
Praise  the  Lord  of  life  and  grace  ? 

He  whose  acts  and  meditations 
Are  alike  from  falsehood  free, 

And  of  truth,  on  all  occasions, 
Will  the  fearless  champion  be. 

Who  with  life  as  soon  would  part, 

As  the  angel  of  the  heart. 

5  Who,  0  God!  is  justified 
In  Thy  temple  to  abide  ? 

He  who  sees  in  moral  duty 

The  right  tenor  of  the  heart, 
And  in  holiness  a  beauty, 

That  with  time  will  not  depart. 
Virtue  thus  his  soul  must  raise, 
Who  would  his  Creator  praise.  p.  M. 


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5.  FORBEARANCE. 

Of  all  the  virtues  that  we  find 
Promoting  bliss  among  mankind, 
Forbearance,  (upon  which  depends 
The  peace  of  kindred  and  of  friends,) 
Is  that  which,  more  than  all  the  rest, 
Conduces  to  make  mortals  blest. 

2  Can  wit,  whose  tone  is  ever  high, 
Or  beauty  that  enchants  the  eye, 
With  this  domestic  grace  compare, 
Which  doth  the  robes  of  meekness  wear  ? 
Whose  look  serene,  and  language  sweet, 
Rude  passion  ever  can  defeat? 

3  Accomplishments,  however  rare, 
Do  not  enable  us  to  bear 


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The  wrongs,  the  trials,  and  the  strife, 
To  which  we  are  exposed  through  life ; 
Or  cause  us  humbly  to  sustain 
Grief,  disappointment,  want,  or  pain. 

4  No  !  to  this  child  of  faith  alone 
Are  powers  of  endurance  known, — 
A  sufferance  of  worldly  ill, 

A  self-denying  pious  will, 

That  malice  quells,  and  can  assuage 

The  fiercest  mood  of  frantic  rage. 

5  Long,  long  didst  Thou  forbear,  0  God  ! 
To  chasten  Israel  with  Thy  rod ; 
That  chosen  but  rebellious  host, 

Thy  loving  kindness  never  lost. 
Be  patient  still,  almighty  Sire ! 
Although  their  sins  provoke  Thine  ire. 

6  Grant  me,  0  ever  Just  and  Wise ! 
The  virtue  I  most  highly  prize, 
Whose  placid  temper  and  soft  tone, 
I  pray  henceforth  may  be  my  own. 
Forbearance  grant,  in  deed  and  word, 

To  Thy  frail  worshiper,  0  Lord  !          P.  M. 


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Oh !  ever  adverse  to  the  scheme 

Of  Providence  divine, 
Is  proud  intolerance,  whose  beam 

Lights  but  a  single  shrine. 


2  One  creed,  one  teacher,  and  one  sect, 

Its  advocates  uphold, 
Regardless  if  a  world  be  wrecked, 
Beyond  its  narrow  fold. 


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3  It  reasons  not,  but  strives  to  mock 

That  charitable  zeal, 
That  e'en  for  a  dissenting  flock, 
Kind  sympathy  can  feeL 

4  How  patiently  hast  Thou,  0  Lord  I 

Discordant  faiths  allowed. 

How  equally  dispensed  reward, 

Or  chastisement  bestowed : 

5  Yet  would  the  bigot  sons  of  pride, 

(Mere  bloated  worms  at  best,) 
The  movements  of  man's  spirit  guide, 
And  its  free  march  arrest. 

G  Father  of  mercies !  Thou  alone 
This  blindness  canst  remove, 
And  bring  us  all  before  Thy  throne, 

In  bonds  of  peace  and  love.  P.M. 


Why,  O  man !  is  not  thy  soul's  desire 
To  virtue's  excellence  confined  ? 

Why  let  sinful  passions  e'er  conspire 

To  drive  her  from  thy  heart  and  mind  I 

So  that  in  earth's  most  gifted  creatures, 

Seldom  we  mark  her  modest  features. 

2  One  vain-glorious  mortal  will  pray 

To  be  with  worldly  honor  crowned ; 
And  one  with  the  shafts  of  wit  will  play, 

Though  these  the  innocent  may  wound. 
Others  there  are  in  the  human  fold, 
Who  ask  of  Heaven  no  gift  but  gold. 

8  Shall  a  righteous  neighbor  then  desert 
The  frailest  portion  of  God's  flock, 


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Nor  from  weak  wanderers  harm  avert, 

Because  in  evil  paths  they  walk  ? 
Oh  !  with  friendly  care  and  frequent  call, 
Watch  and  warn  the  erring,  lest  they  fall. 

4  Yea,  though  to  the  verge  of  vice  they  stray, 

Your  zealous  effort  ne'er  suspend ; 
Thence,  at  last  they  may  be  led  away, 

And  made  at  virtue's  shrine  to  bend. 
Pride  alone  from  sinners  stands  aloof; 
Love  e'er  brings  them  weeping  to  her  roof. 

5  Forbearing  Love!  patient,  gentle,  pure, 

On  thee  the  holy  task  devolves, 
Peace  to  guilty  brethren,  to  restore, 

And  -strengthen  penitent  resolves  ; 
In  each  life,  however  depraved  and  dark, 
Some  bright  point  or  moral  star  to  mark. 

G  Oh  !  let  man  then  kindle  at  that  light 

Fire,  his  base  passion  to  consume  ; 
Then  his  soul  may  rise  to  virtue's  height, 

And  God's  similitude  resume. 
This  blest  end  forbearance  e'er  effects, 
And  human  rashness  by  meek  counsel 
checks.  p.  M. 


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GENESIS,  CHAP.  XLV. 

What  cause  hast  thou,  0  Israel,  for  tears  ? 
The  gifts  of  plenty  cheer  thy  latter  years ; 
And  wheresoe'er  thine  aged  feet  may  rest, 
Men  shall  rise  to  honor  and  call"  thee  blest. 


2  Ah,  woe  is  me  !  the  patriarch  repeats, 
Since  he  no  more  his  darling  Joseph 
greets. 


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In  sorrow  to  the  grave  must  I  go  down, 
Nor  peace,  nor  happiness  my  gray  hairs 
crown. 

3  And  where  was  he,  lamented  thus  as  lost  ? 
From  pit  and  prison  up  to  honor's  post ; 
Heaven  progressively  the  wand'rer  led, 
To  bless  the  hands  that  would  his  blood 

have  shed. 

4  His  dreams  of  stars  and  sheaves  are 

realized ; 

Awhile  his  deep  emotions  are  disguised, 
When  at  his  foot-stool  all  his  brethren  fall, 
And  upon  Egypt's  lord  for  succor  call. 

5  I  am  that  man,  that  brother  whom  ye  soldi 
Say,  does  my  father  live  ?    Would  I  might 

fold 

Within  my  arms  that  parent  well-beloved, 
Whose  partial  tenderness  your  envy 

moved ! 

6  Yet,  fear  ye  not!  regret  alone  I  feel, 

Ye  against  nature  should  your  bosom  steel ; 
The  hand  of  Mercy  we  may  here  detect, 
From  evil  cause  producing  good  effect. 

7  0  ye  !  who  with  vindictive  anger  burn, 
Forbearance  now  from  this  example  learn ; 
Forgive  your  foes,  and  in  the  part  delight, 
Their  injuries  with  kindness  to  requite. 

p.  M. 


106 


6.  BROTHERLY  LOVE. 

How  beautiful  it  is  to  see, 
Brethren  unite  harmoniously ! 


105 

Of  kindred  sympathies  possest, 
By  the  same  joys  and  woes  imprest. 

2  But  ah  !  how  very  slight  a  cause, 
Will  counteract  kind  nature's  laws, 
And  to  that  dread  estrangement  lead, 
Against  which  God  and  angels  plead  ! 

3  An  unkind  word,  pronounced  in  haste, 
Hath  years  of  tenderness  effaced, 
Checked  confidence,  whose  genial  flow 
Is  sweeter  than  aught  else  below. 

4  In  jealousy  a  poison  lurks, 
That  oft  affection's  ruin  works  ; 
This  first  implants  suspicion's  seeds, 
Arid  to  fraternal  contest  leads. 

5  Ye  brothers,  who  would  cherish  strife, 
Oh,  think  of  those  who  gave  you  life  ! 
By  whom  ye  were  together  blest, 
Watched,  prayed  for,  counseled  and 

carest  ; 

G  What  deep  reproach  to  these  it  bears, 
What  grief  entails  on  their  gray  hairs, 
When  discord  on  their  household  band, 
Hath  laid  a  cold  and  with'ring  hand  ! 

7  Lord  of  the  universe  !  we  pray, 
Thou  wilt  this  evil  put  away, 
And  grant  that  Israel  may  be  found, 
In  faith  by  concord  ever  crowned.        P.  M, 


"  Let  there  be  love  !"  it  is  the  light 
That  makes  the  sphere  of  heaven  bright, 
First,  from  creative  Mercy's  thought, 
By  the  rejoicing  angels  caught. 


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2  "  Let  there  be  love  ! "  it  is  the  beam 
That  earth  from  darkness  shall  redeem, 
And  in  its  mighty  heart  mature 

The  only  bud  that  shall  endure. 

3  "Let  there  be  love  !"  its  vital  ray, 
Alone  exempt  from  brief  decay, 
Shall  in  the  human  soul  entomb 
The  germ  of  its  immortal  bloom. 

4  "Let  there  be  love  ! "  its  gentle  tone 
Is  music  heard  from  Mercy's  throne, 
Echoed  by  charity  below 

To  hush  the  cry  of  guilt  or  woe. 

5  "Let  there  be  love  ! "  blest  is  the  creed 
That  doth  to  this  pure  issue  lead, 
And  thus  promotes  the  hallowed  plan 
Of  brotherhood  'twixt  man  and  man. 

G  "Let  there  be  love  ! "  earth,  air,  and  sea, 
Obedience  yield  to  this  decree ; 
Woe  then  to  reason  froward  child  ! 
Whose  spirit  is  by  hate  denied. 

7  0  God !  let  universal  love, 

Unholy  strife  from  earth  remove, 

And  link,  in  one  harmonious  whole, 

All  human  kind  from  pole  to  pole.       P.  M. 

1  AQ    Truly  and  tenderly  should  I 
-LUO        As  myself  my  neighbor  love, 

His  weal  promote,  his  wants  supply, 

And  with  him  in  concord  move. 
Thus  by  God's  benign  command, 
Clasping  close  the  social  band. 


3 


107 

For  this  did  Providence  decree, 
From  the  cradle  to  the  tomb, 

None  from  sorrow  should  be  free, 
But  partake  one  common  doom  ; 

That  the  tried  and  suffering  heart 

Might  kind  sympathy  impart. 

The  poor,  the  rich,  the  meek,  the  proud, 
Side  by  side  our  Father  placed, 

Each  with  reason's  power  endowed, 
Each  with  His  own  image  graced. 

Who  shall  then  with  selfish  aim, 

Mock  at  man's  fraternal  claim  ? 


4  Will  destiny,  that  through  the  globe 

Flings  for  e'er  its  iron  barb, 
More  venerate  the  monarch's  robe 

Than  the  beggar's  tattered  garb  ? 
With  hand  impartial,  it  will  strike 
Pride  and  poverty  alike  ! 

5  Oh !  wherefore  then  as  strangers  treat 

Pilgrims  seeking  the  one  road, 
That  leads  them  to  the  mercy-seat 

Of  a  universal  God  ? 
Who  alone  beyond  life's  goal, 
Shall  distinguish  soul  from  soul. 

6  Men,  who  live  on  earth  as  brothers, 

There  shall  find  a  Father's  love  ; 
And  the  tears  here  wept  for  others, 

-Tkere  shall  pearls  of  ransom  prove, 
Mortal  frailties  to  redeem 
From  the  wrath  of  the  Supreme.         p.  M. 


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7.  FILIAL  LOVE. 
EXODUS,  CHAP,  xx.,  v.  13. 

1  flQ   When  I  remember,  0  my  God  ! 
J-Vt/        The  bounties  from  my  birth  received, 
Knowledge  that  from  my  parents  flowed, 
Of  all  Thy  mercies  had  achieved  : 

2  Those  guardians,  how  shall  I  requite, 

Who  cherished  me  thro'  childhood's 

stage  ? 
Unless  I  in  Thy  law  delight, 

And  shield  and  honor  them,  in  age  ; 

3  Soften  with  unremitting  care, 

Frailties  they  may  through  life  betray, 
With  love  and  reverential  fear, 

Their  least  command  or  wish  obey. 

4  Ye  outcasts  from  the  social  pale  ! 

Apostates  from  the  filial  creed ! 
Let  Sinai's  warning  voice  prevail, 

When  nature  fails  her  cause  to  plead. 

5  Bless  ye  the  authors  of  your  birth, 

Next  to  your  heavenly  Father's  praise, 
The  highest  duty  upon  earth, 

That  faith  enjoins  or  man  obeys.       P.  M. 

11  A  Intensely  radiant  was  thy  peak, 
Majestic  Horeb  !  on  the  day 
That  moral  light  was  seen  to  break 
On  Israel's  benighted  way. 
Hallowed  sod  ! 
Where  a  God 

Through  His  delegate  conveyed 
Laws  in  mercy's  spirit  made. 


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2  List,  0  ye  children  of  the  earth  ! 

List  to  the  mandate  of  the  Lord  ! 
Honor  the  sources  of  your  birth, 

And  with  your  love  their  care  reward. 
These  defend 
To  life's  end, 
Nor  your  filial  task  relax 
Till  the  grave  its  prey  exacts. 

3  Let  grateful  memory  look  back 

To  infancy's  dependent  hours, 
Who  drew  you  through  its  thorny  track, 
And  taught  you  where  to  find  its 

Parent  hearts  [flowers  ? 

By  soft  arts, 

Safe  your  steps  through  peril  led, 
And  life's  roses  'neath  them  spread. 

4  Nature's  voice,  to  you  appealing, 

Claims  return  for  past  protection, 
Guarding,  both  by  faith  and  feeling, 
This  her  holiest  affection. 
Ne'er  forget 
Her  just  debt; 

But,  while  with  existence  blest, 
Fond  devotion  manifest. 

5  0  Lord  !  Thy  choicest  blessing  yield 

To  our  loved  parents  while  they  live  ; 
And  when  in  death  their  eyes  are  sealed, 
Their  souls  receive,  their  sins  forgive. 
From  the  grave, 
Father !  save 

Those  who  trained  us,  from  early  youth, 
To  know  and  love  the  laws  of  truth. 

p.  M. 


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112 


110 

8.  MATRIMONIAL  LOVE. 

Blest  is  the  bond  of  wedded  love, 
When  they  who  at  its  altar  bow, 

Remember  that  the  God  above 
Is  witness  to  their  holy  vow, — 


2  When  they  sweet  counsel  interchange, 

And  as  each  season  onward  rolls, 
Prove  that  no  chance  can  e'er  estrange 
The  feeling  that  unites  their  souls. 

3  To  woman,  in  the  stormy  hour, 

Doth  not  her  stronger  partner  turn  ? 
And  from  her  spirit  gather  power, 
Peril  and  pain  alike  to  spurn  ?  • 

4  And  she,  the  gentle,  tender  one, 

Whose  atmosphere  is  purity, — 
Doth  she  not  in  his  love  alone 
Confide  for  her  security? 

5  That  noble  trust,  0  man  !  fulfill, 

Which  before  Heaven  hath  been  sworn ; 
Cherish  thy  wife  through  good  and  ill, 
Her  virtues  love,  her  frailties  mourn." 

6  Blest  are  the  vows  of  wedded  life, 

When  they  from  righteous  lips  proceed, 

When  free  from  wrath,  perverseness,  strife, 

Time  hallows  that  which  God  decreed. 

p.  M. 


9.  CHARITY. 

0  thou,  whose  shrine  the  sweetest  incense 

bears 
Which  human  gratitude  for  God  prepares, 


Ill 


Exalted  charity  !  in  whom  we  trace 
Mercy's  twin-attribute  and  sister  grace, 
Thy  name  we  glorify,  thy  praise  prolong, 
Whose    power    changeth    mourning    into 
song. 

2  Tis  thine,  benevolence !  with  soft  control, 
To  draw  the  arrow  from  the  stricken  soul, 
To  fly  unbidden  to  thy  brother's  aid, 
And    balm   the    wound  by   cruel    fortune 

made, 
O'er  widowed  worth  thy  sheltering  wings 

to  spread, 
And  cheer  the  drooping  children  of  the 

dead. 

3  Oft  by  the  cypress  of  the  parent's  tomb 
The  orphan's  bud  of  hope  is  seen  to  bloom ; 
Thy  smile  the  beam,  thy  tear  the  gentle 

dew, 
That   brighter    make  the  infant-blossom's 

hue. 

Oh !  not  less  kind  shall  mercy  prove  above 
To  those  who  follow  here  her  law  of  love. 

P.  M. 


PROV.,  CHAP,  xiv.,  11. 

I  saw  a  palace  proud  and  high, 
A  work  that  vanity  had  planned, 

Its  toAvers  pointed  to  the  sky, 

Not  so  its  master's  heart  or  hand. 

2  There  stood  an  humble  mansion  near, 
And  wisdom  was  its  architect, 


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112 


Pillars  of  holiness  were  there, 
While  charity  its  portals  decked. 

3  And  worldly  men,  as  these  they  past, 

Would  linger  long  before  the  first, 
But  looked  with  scorn  upon  the  last, 
As  though  it  were  a  thing  accursed. 

4  Behold  !  a  bolt  from  heaven  falls 

And  blasts  the  rich  man's  residence; 
While  from  its  neighbor's  lowly  walls 
Rise  songs  of  praise  to  Providence. 

5  That  house  is  built  on  barren  sand 

In  which  faith's  treasures  are  not  stored ; 
Nor  long  shall  any  fabric  stand 

Whose  founder  feareth  not  the  Lord. 

p.  M. 

JOB,  CHAP.  xxix. 

Return,  0  Lord  !  and  let  me  be 
As  I  have  been  in  seasons  past, 

When,  graciously  preserved  by  Thee, 
No  shadow  on  my  soul  was  cast. 

2  When  firm  and  fearless  in  my  youth, 

Through  darkness  oft  I  walked  abroad, 
Wanting  no  star  but  perfect  truth, 
No  sun  to  light  me,  but  my  God, 

3  Where  are  the  troops  of  flatterers  now, 

Who  once  my  tabernacle  sought  ? 
No  word  of  comfort  they  bestow 
Upon  a  heart  with  anguish  fraught. 

4  The  poor  in  me  a  father  hailed, 

And  freely  of  my  stores  partook  ; 
But  since  my  earthly  treasures  failed, 
E'en  these  my  presence  cannot  brook. 


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-5  Proud  men  and  princes  held  their  peace, 

When  I  for  justice  raised  my  voice, 
And  caused  the  orphan's  tear  to  cease, 
The  widow's  spirit  to  rejoice. 

6  Yea,  righteousness  hath  been  my  robe, 

And  equity  my  diadem  ; 
Yet,  scorners  seek  my  wounds  to  probe, 
And  my  integrity  condemn. 

7  Oh !  blest  be  he  who,  when  bereaved 

Of  worldly  substance,  children,  friends, 
Finds  balm  in  former  good  achieved, 
And  with  his  prayer  no  murmur  blends, 

p.  M, 


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Bounteous  Father  !  by  what  course 
May  we  hope  Thy  grace  to  gain  ? 

Oh  !  must  we  not,  in  active  force, 
All  Thy  laws  of  love  maintain  ? 

2  Linked  alike  in  mind  and  heart, 

Should  not  all  Thy  creatures  live  ? 
Bidding  revenge  and  hate  depart, 
And  delighting  to  forgive  ? 

o  Ne'er,  0  man  !  this  charge  forego  ; 

But  with  unaffected  zeal, 
E'en  an  erring  brother's  wroe, 
Strive  with  gentle  hand  to  heal. 

4  Doth  he  wear  the  prisoner's  bond  ? 

Seek  him  in  his  dark  abode, 
Show  what  beams  from  spheres  beyond, 
Light  the  weeping  pilgrim's  road. 

5  Art  thou  with  ease  and  comfort  blest, 

While  he  languishes  in  need  ? 


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Cast  in  the  field  of  barrenness, 
Part  of  fortune's  golden  seed. 

6  Welcome  poor  earth-mates  to  thy  roof, 

Share  with  these  thy  daily  bread  ; 
Our  Father  never  stands  aloof 
While  His  children  thus  are  fed. 

7  When  thy  hearth-stone  brightly  gloweth, 

There  to  love  an  altar  rear, 
That  which  Providence  bestoweth, 
For  its  sacrifice  prepare. 

8  Wouldst  thou  please  thy  heavenly  Sire  ? 

Let  thy  mite  precede  thy  meal; 
Grace  like  this  ascend  eth  higher 
Than  the  lips'  prescribed  appeal. 

9  Be  to  the  lame  a  strong  support, 

For  the  blind  thine  eyes  exert  : 
And  the  angels  then  shall  make  report 
Of  thy  glorious  desert. 

10  Faith  ever  in  its  sacred  scope 

Sweet  charity  embraces, 
And  on  it  man's  eternal  hope 

By  God's  commandment  bases.         p.  M. 


\  \  f\ 
*-  *  ^ 


PSALM  XLI. 

blest  be  he  who  ne'er  forgets  the  poor, 
But  with  the  needy  freely  shares  his  store  ; 
Upon  the  bed  of  languishing  and  pain, 
He  shall  not  call  upon  the  Lord  in  vain  ; 
For  him,  who  doth  a  brother's  anguish  feel, 
A  Father's  hand  shall  strengthen  then,  and 

heal. 


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2  That   man's    name  on    earth   shall    never 

perish, 

Who  doth  the  widow    cheer,  the  orphan 

cherish, 

Who  with  integrity  has  treasures  earned, 
That  to  the  use  of  charity  are  turned  : 
Time  shall  repeat  his  deeds  through  future 

years, 
And  angels  sing  them  in  celestial  spheres. 

3  But,  oh!  let  none  of  those  who  practice 

fraud, 

Believe  they  can  propitiate  their  God, 
By  placing  in    the   beggar's  outstretched 

hand, 

Gold  gathered  up  by  breach  of  his  command. 
E'en  mercy  will  refuse  his  gift  to  bless, 
Who  'gainst  the  laws  of  justice  doth  trans- 
gress, 

4  Let  all  who  would  their  Maker's  love 

requite, 

Beneficence  with  probity  unite. 
He  who  created  pure  the  human  heart, 
Meant  not  that  these  should  ever  dwell 

apart ; 

His  bounty  Providence  will  ne'er  approve, 
Who  dares  his  neighbor's  landmark  to 

remove.  p.  M. 


-1  j  ^7  Stretched  languidly  upon  his  couch, 
'  '         The  child  of  pomp  seeks  rest, 

While  those  who  round  his  chamber  crouch, 
Believe  him  truly  blest. 


lit. 

2  From  these  the  curtained  sluggard  hid, 

Seems  wrapped  in  mimic  death ; 
They  cannot  see  his  unclosed  lid, 
Nor  mark  his  panting  breath. 

3  Of  precious  balsams  sleep  alone 

Baffles  his  costly  bribe; 
Balm  to  the  temperate  e'er  known, 
And  to  the  toiling  tribe. 

4  And  cannot  affluence  indeed 

This  priceless  gift  possess? 
Yes!  of  the  orphan's  tear  take  heed, 
The  widow's  wrong  redress. 

5  Call  famished  brethren  to  thy  board, 

And  in  their  blessings  taste 
A  luxury  wealth  ne'er  procured 
In  all  its  boundless  waste. 

6  The  work  of  charity  begin 

That  selfish  ease  foregoes ; 
The  poor  man's  prayer  for  thee  shall  win 
Serene  and  sweet  repose. 

7  Body  and  soul  beneath  thy  sway 

Shall  healthful  vigor  gain, 
And  slumber,  chased  by  sloth  away, 
Come  to  thy  couch  again.  p.  M. 

\  \  O  Pray  in  the  night!  when  silence  and  the 
I  » O  stars 

Alone  bear  witness  to  thy  holy  zeal; 
And  when  the  morn  removes  light's  golden 

bars, 

Praise  Nature's  God  who  heareth  man's 
appeal. 


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2  For  praise,  like  rnanna,  ever  is  most  sweet, 

Ere  yet  the  spirit,  like  the  noontide  sun, 
Wax  in  its  worldly  course  to  that  fierce 

heat 
By  which  corruption's  fatal  work  is  done, 

3  And  if  the  measure  of  thy  blessing  prove 

More  ample  than  thy  neighbor's  lot 

contains, 

Forget  not  Heaven's  ordinance  of  love, 
But  yield  to  him  a  portion  of  thy  gains. 

4  So  shall  the  sons  of  Israel  regain 

The  love  of  God  long  forfeited  by  guile ; 
Like  a  relenting  father  will  He  deign 
Once  more  on  contrite  worshipers  to 

smile.  P.  M. 

PROV.  xiii.,  v.  7. 

-t  1  Q  How  oft  has  man,  with  "heart  of  stone," 
J_  L*J       The  gifts  of  Providence  received, 
Nor  felt  they  were  but  Mercy's  loan, 
That  good  through  him  might  be  achieved . 

2  Wrapt  in  himself  he  will  not  see 

That,  as  the  Lord's  appointed  steward, 
He  must  dispense,  with  spirit  free, 
Treasures  ne'er  meant  to  be  immured. 

3  Whence  does  all  mortal  strength  proceed, 

If  riot  from  wealth?  the  boaster  cries; 
No  privilege  can  nature  need, 

Or  thought  suggest,  that  gold  denies. 

4  Oh !  false  and  fatal  estimate 

Of  specious,  unsubstantial  dross 


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Which  cannot  ward  one  stroke  of  faith, 
Or  lighter  make  affection's  loss. 

5  Its  glitter  mocks  the  coffin-plate 
Where  life's  epitome  is  traced ; 
Can  it  redeem  one  evil  trait 

By  which  the  soul  has  been  debased  ? 

G  Impassive  lies  the  frozen  heart, 

Till  care  or  woe  its  current  thaws ; 
Nof  till  its  brighter  hopes  depart, 
Will  bow  to  love's  benignant  laws. 

7  Children  of  opulence !  reflect, 

That  ye  from  God  your  pensions  gained, 
And,  as  His  almoners  elect, 

Share  with  the  poor  the  gifts  obtained. 

p.  M. 


V.  MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 

1.  FAITH,  HOPE,  AND  LOVE. 

1  90  ^k°  is  that  angel  of  the  universe, 
l^v        Thaty£rs£  and  purest  spiritual  grace, 

Through  whom  alone  man  may  with  God 

converse, 

And  with  a  tear  his  trespasses  efface? 
That  gentle  spirit  who,  when  stricken  saith, 
God's  holy  will  be  done  ?    'Tis  faith,  meek 
faith  ! 

2  Who  is  that  second  messenger  divine, 
That  'mid  life's  stormy  elements  sus- 
pendeth 


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\  bow,  a  promise — an  eternal  sign, 
That  Heaven's  mercy  e'er  its  wrath 

transcendeth  ? 
Not  long  can  sorrow  its  deep  fountains  ope 
Before  that  seraph.     It  is  hope,  sweet  hope ! 

3  Lo  !  a  third  angel  to  the  earth  repairs, 

Kindred  to  both  of  these  celestial  powers ; 
Religion's  self  its  oracle  declares, 
And  finds  its  essence  in  all  mortal 

flowers. 
The  mourner's  heart  to  rapture  it  can 

move, — 
Its  voice  is  melody.     Its  name  is  love  ! 

4  Welcome,  ye  angels  of  the  universe ! 

Welcome,  faith,  hope,  and  love,  to  Israel's 

tents  ! 

Ye  who  the  shadows  of  the  soul  disperse, 
And  peace  and  gladness  to  the  world 

dispense. 

With  song  we  praise  each  spiritual  grace 
That  links  immortals  to  the  human  race. 

P.  M. 


2.  PRAYER. 

-J  O  t    Pray  when  the  morn  unveileth 
JL&.1        jjer  glories  to  thine  eyes  ; 

Pray  when  the  sun-light  faileth, 

And  stars  usurp  the  skies, 
Far  from  my  bosom  flinging 

Each  worldly  thought  impure, 
The  praise  of  God  be  singing, 
Mortal !  for  evermore. 


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2  Pray  for  the  friend  whose  kindness 

Ne'er  failed  in  word  or  deed  ; 
Pray  for  the  foe  whose  blindness 
Hath  caused  thy  heart  to  blood, 

tf 

A  blessing  for  thy  neighbor 

Ask  thou  of  God  above  ; 
And  on  thy  hallowed  labor 

Shall  fall  His  smile  of  love. 

3  Beside  the  stranger's  altar, 

Or  at  thy  proper  shrine, 
Let  not  thy  accents  falter 

In  utt'ring  truths  divine. 
But  e'en  when  life  is  waning, 

Thy  faith  with  zeal  declare — 
One  God  alone  is  reigning 

Whose  worship  none  may  share. 

p.  M. 


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When  night  from  nature's  kingdom  flies, 
Let  prayer  and  light  together  rise ; 
For  prayer  shall,  like  the  morning  beam, 
From  darkness  e'en  thy  soul  redeem. 


2  No  worldly  service  should  precede 
The  praise  of  Him  whose  will  decreed 
That  sleep  should  like  the  dew  descend, 
And  freshness  to  life's  flower  lend. 

3  Present  thy  spirit  before  God, 
Unsullied  by  the  mortal  load 

Of  follies,  passions,  crimes,  and  cares, 
Earth  for  her  weary  sons  prepares. 


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4  Thy  heart  before  His  eye  unmask, 
And  crave  a  blessing  on  thy  task, 
Strongly  shalt  thou  be  fortified 

To  wrestle  then  .with  scorn  and  pride. 

5  Then,  when  the  sleep  of  death  is  near, 
And  thou  hast  said  thy  farewell  prayer, 
In  prospect,  pilgrim,  shalt  thou  see 

The  sunrise  of  eternity.  P.  M, 


Though  faith's  discordant  worshipers  may 


rear 


A  thousand  shrines,  and  cherish  creeds 

diverse, 

Yet  harmonize  they  in  regarding  prayer 
As  virtue's  guardian  and  religion's  nurse. 

2  Prayer  is  the  only  universal  tongue 

Familiar  both  to  the  refined  and  rude  ; 
Incense  on  household  altars  daily  flung 
From  the  o'erflowing  urn  of  gratitude. 

3  Prayer  is  the  valve  made  for  the  heart's 

relief 
From  all  that  pride  hath  in  its  depths 

concealed  ; 

'Tis  the  securest  vent  for  smothered  grief 
For   hopes    long    damped    and    sorrows 
never  healed. 

4  Prayer  is  of  Heaven's  bond  the  holy  seal, 

That  man  with  God  may  hold  high 

intercourse, 

Who  hears  and  answers  ev'ry  pure  appeal, 
Whether  of  righteousness  or  true  remorse. 


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5  Sweet  is  the  voice  of  childhood  when  it 

pleads 

For  earthly  parents  to  its  Sire  above, 
When  with  unsullied  lips  it  intercedes 
To  win  for  them  His  blessing,  grace, 
and  love. 

C  And  oh  !  how  solemn  are  the  prayers  of  age, 
When  all  the  vanities  of  earth  are  fled; 
How  tremblingly  it  turns  the  holy  page, 
And  prays  to  God  who  raiseth  up  the 
dead. 

7  First  balm  of  youth,  last  unction  of  the  old. 

Thy  efficacy  mortals  shall  attest, 
Till  life's  last  breath  in  prayer  becometh 

cold, 
And  the  long  burthened  spirit  sinks  to 

rest.  P.  M. 


min  perilous  probation  here 
Were  ye,  0  mortals!  sent 
For  future  being  to  prepare 
Of  infinite  extent. 

2  The  soul  against  the  flesh  contends 

For  its  immortal  right; 
Victorious,  when  faith  descends 
To  aid  its  upward  flight. 

3  But,  if  temptation's  voice  ye  hear, 

Persuasive,  strong  and  sweet, 
And  strive  not  then  by  ferVent  prayer 
Her  power  to  defeat. 


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1  Then  will  the  earth-bound  spirit  fall, 

Degraded  and  supine, 
And  at  the  carnal  tempter's  call 
Its  heritage  resign. 

5  Likeness  to  God  man's  features  boast, 

Reflected  in  the  soul; 
But  this  similitude  is  lost 
'NVath  sensual  control. 

6  Back  to  heaven  whence  it  came, 

Let  it  return  again, 
Unsullied  by  the  brand  of  shame, 

Or  sin's  deep-seated  stain.  p.  M. 


3.  DIVINE  WORSHIP. 

Oh,  worship  God  !  approach  His  shrine, 

All  ye  children  of  the  dust; 
Exalt  that  Providence  divine 

In  whose  guardianship  ye  trust. 
Are  ye  the  affluent?  Alas  ! 

Wealth  preserves  ye  not  from  woe  ; 
Care  e'en  through  palace  gates  will  pass, 

Bribes  suspend  not  death's  strong  blow. 


2  Oh,  worship  God  !  His  temple  seek, 

Helpless  offspring  of  despair  ! 
Advance,  ye  languishing  and  weak  ! 

To  the  nursery  of  prayer. 
Has  fortune  crushed  beneath  her  wheel, 
Those  she  once  with  riches  crowned  ? 
Has  friendship,  that  her  wounds  should 

heal, 
Left  your  bleeding  hearts  unbound  ? 


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3  Oh,  worship  God  !  His  name  extol, 

Who  man's  lot  hath  equalized, 
Causing  proud  opulence  to  fall, 

Raising  needy  worth  despised. 
Forget  not  then,  ye  righteous  poor, 

Though  ye  taste  not  of  the  sweets 
With  which  your  brother's  cup  runs  o'er, 

Justice  still  each  portion  metes. 
* 

4  Worship  the  Lord,  ye  widowed  hearts ! 

Whose  promise  faith  hath  spoken, 
Who  balm  to  the  bereaved  imparts, 

And  soothes  the  spirit  broken. 
Ye  fatherless  !  your  grief  assuage, 

And  to  God  address  your  prayers ; 
The  shield  of  youth,  the  staff  of  age, 

Gently  dries  the  orphan's  tears. 

5  Worship  your  Maker,  sons  of  earth  ! 

In  plenty  or  privation  ; 
Though  high  or  humble  be  your  birth, 

Lofty  or  low  your  station. 
In  kindness  oft  life's  bitter  draught 

To  human  lips  is  tendered  ; 
Let  homage,  e'en  while  it  is  quaffed, 

To  God  be  meekly  rendered.  p.  M. 


Lift,  lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high, 
The  Lord  of  life  to  glorify  ! 
Thy  spirit  bow  in  humble  prayer, 
Remember,  mortal,  God  is  here. 


2  Within  the  sanctuary's  walls, 
To  dust  all  proud  pretension  falls; 


3 


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The  curtain  of  the  soul  is  drawn, 
And  worldly  vanities  are  gone. 

Art  thou  in  power's  highest  place  ? 
Oh  !  turn  towards  the  throne  of  Grace  ; 
Plow  will  thy  fancied  grandeur  fleet 
Before  thy  Maker's  mercy-seat. 

4  Dost  thou  of  temp'ral  treasures  boast? 
Faith  slumbers  not  upon  her  post, 
But  asks  thee,  with  impressive  tone, 
How  thou  repayest  Heaven's  loan. 

5  If  want,  by  thee  unaided,  weeps, 
Nor  gleanings  from  thy  harvest  reaps, 
Then  art  thou  poor,  with  all  thy  gold, 
For  virtue  casts  thee  from  her  fold. 

6  Oh !  may  our  thoughts,  eternal  God  ! 
Be  suitable  to  Thy  abode ; 

These  disengage  from  sordid  schemes, 
And  wean  from  all  ambition's  dreams. 

7  Let  holiness  alone  pervade 

The  soul  by  Thee  immortal  made ; 
And  grant  that,  till  its  final  flight, 
Thy  praise  may  prove  its  chief  delight. 

P.  M. 


mHere,  at  this  temple's  holy  shrine, 
Let  Israel  join  in  sacred  prayer, 
And  every  thought  to  Him  resign 

Who  sheds  on  us  His  tender  care  : 
Then  hearts  sincere  in  grateful  praise 
Shall  sanctify  the  hymns  we  raise. 


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2  Oh  !  let  not  pride  nor  envy  dwell 

Where  righteousness  alone  should  reign, 
That  sweet  religion's  holy  spell 

May  lead  us  back  to  grace  again ; 
And  all  be  most  supremely  blest 
Who  bow  before  His  high  behest. 

3  Pure  is  the  soul  which  God  hath  made, 

Let  sin's  deep  stain  defile  it  not, 
That,  when  our  mortal  debt  is  paid, 

And  earthly  cares  in  death  forgot, 
To  realms  of  endless  bliss  it  flies, 
Eternal  rest  beyond  the  skies.  c,  M.  c. 

4.  DEVOTION. 

Refuge  I  seek  at  the  shrine  of  devotion, 
When  life's  evil  destinies  compass  rne 

round, 

There  can  my  heart  ever   calm  its  com- 
motion, 

By  prayers  poured  forth  from  its  inner- 
most ground, 

2  Those  who  in  smiles  and  in  sunshine  are 

basking, 

Listen  but  coldly  to  sorrow's  rehearsal ; 
Witness  Thou  only  my  spirit's  unmasking, 
Father  of  mercy  and  Friend  universal, 

3  Thou,   by   whose  hand  every  wound  is 

anointed, 
Wilt  (as  thy  servant  each  weakness 

confesses) 

Give  to  the  heart,  of  its  hope  disappointed, 
Counsel  that  chastens  not  less  than  it 

blesses. 


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4  Grant  me,  great  Fountain  of  i'aith  and  of 


feeling  ! 


Patient  endurance  and  meek  self-denial, 
Give  to  the  soul  at  Thy  altar  appealing, 
Courage  in  peril  and  firmness  in  trial. 

P.  M. 


Begin  the  holy  hymn  of  praise, 

And  let  the  choral  band 
Repeat,  as  they  their  voices  raise  : 

Know  before  whom  ye  stand ! 

2  All  ye  in  convocation  brought 

By  God's  divine  command, 
Remember  what  His  hand  hath  wrought 
Know  before  whom  ye  stand  ! 

3  "Tis  He  whose  ark  the  deluge  braved, 

Whose  rainbow  heaven  spanned, 
Whose  outstretched  arm  the  righteous 

saved : 
Know  before  whom  ye  stand ! 

4  The  self-revealed,  the  great  I  AM, 

Who  lead  from  Egypt's  land 
The  heirs  of  faithful  Abraham  : 
Know  before  whom  ye  stand ! 

5  Who  sent  to  Bethel  (house  of  God) 

A  glorious  angel  band 
To  bless  the  dreamer  on  the  sod  : 
Know  before  whom  ye  stand  ! 

6  Though  now  the  glory  may  be  lost, 

That  God  tor  Judah  planned, 


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Forsake  not  faith's  exalted  post: 
Know  before  whom  ye  stand  ! 

7  Oh  !  let  devotion,  pure  and  strong, 

Your  grateful  hearts  expand, 
Repeating  still  in  sacred  song : 

Know  before  whom  ve  stand  !  p.  M. 


5    PRAISE  AND  THANKSGIVING. 
PSALM  CL. 

1  O A   Praise  ye  the  Lord!  for  it  is  good 
.  J-fJl/        jjis  mighty  acts  to  magnify, 

And  make  those  mercies  understood, 
His  hand  delights  to  multiply. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

2  Break  forth,  0  Israel !  into  song, 

Let  hymns  ascend  to  heaven's  vault; 
No  sweeter  task  hath  mortal  tongue, 
Than  its  Creator  to  exalt. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

3  The  firmament's  bright  starry  wall 

Shall  tremblingly  vibrate  the  sound, 
When  with  a  trumpet  ye  extol 
A  God  who  doth  in  grace  abound. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

4  Smite  ye  the  harp,  the  timbrel  roll, 

And  let  the  organ  swell  sublime 
In  praise  of  Him  who  formed  the  soul 
For  bliss  beyond  the  bounds  of  time. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 


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5  0  holy,  holy,  holy  King  ! 

Prostrate  we  bow  before  Thy  throne, 
And  of  salvation's  power  sing, 

Possessed  by  Thee,  and  Thee  alone. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

6  Let  hallelujah  loudly  rise  ! 

Let  hallelujah  softly  fall ! 
Until  on  angel  lips  it  dies, 
As  they  unto  each  other  call, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  p.  M. 


1  O1     Let  the  Lord  be  ever  praised, 

Ever  loved  and  glorified  ; 
Though  His  mighty  hand  be  raised, 
Sons  of  earth  to  bless  or  chide. 

2  Wisdom,  justice,  truth,  arid  grace, 

Are  His  attributes  sublime  ; 
These  are  seen  throughout  all  space, 
These  are  felt  throughout  all  time. 

3  Contemplate,  0  mortal  man  ! 

Heaven  and  its  starry  host, 
Worlds  of  light,  whose  perfect  plan 
Leaves  the  soul  in  wonder  lost. 

4  Turn  and  view  the  elements, 

In  their  calmness  or  their  strife, 
Ocean,  that  appals  the  sense, 
Air,  that  ministers  to  life. 

5  Earth,  that,  while  thou  livest,  yields 

All  her  fruitful  breast  contains, 
When  thou  diest,  kindly  shields 
All  of  thee  that  then  remains. 


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6  Last,  the  restless  flame  behold, 

As  it  towers  to  the  clouds, 
Bursting  through  its  smoky  fold, 
Like  thy  spirit  from  its  shrouds. 

7  Seest  thou  not  in  all  of  these 

Emanations,  pure  and  bright, 
From  that  Power  whose  decrees 
Can  alone  bring  bloom  or  blight  ? 

« 

8  Seek  not  then,  whate'er  thy  state, 

Whether  lofty  or  obscure, 
Mysteries  to  penetrate, 

But  be  silent  and  adore.  p.  M. 


4  OQ   0  uncreated  Holy  One  ! 

-*-*-'&  Lowly  we  bo\v  before  Thy  throne, 
Seeking  salvation  from  above, 
We  praise  Thy  name  with  songs  of  love. 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah!  Arnen  ! 

"2  Forgive  us,  Father !  hear  our  cry, 
Oh  !  let  us  not  in  darkness  die  ; 
Remove  from  us  our  moral  night, 
And  bless  us  with  a  ray  of  light. 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah!  Amen! 

3  0  King  of  kings !  0  Fount  of  life ! 
Turn  us  from  all  that  leads  to  strife ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing, 
Let  us  our  hymns  in  glory  sing. 

Hallelujah  !  hallelujah  !  AMEN  ! 

C.   D.   L.  H. 


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99    Eternal,  almighty,  invisible  God  ! 
tJtJ    ^e  gratefully  enter  Thy  sacred  abode, 

With  rev'rence  and  love  to  exalt  Thy  great 
name, 

And  loudly  thy  manifold  mercies  proclaim. 

2  As  kindred  surrounding  a  family  shrine, 
We  here  stand  assembled  for  worship 

divine ; 

Thy  presence,  0  Lord  !  let  us  all  realize, 
While  songs  to  Thy  throne  shall  in  har- 
mony rise. 

o  Though  angels  their  voices  with  mortals 

unite, 
And  sing  of  Thy  glory  from  morning  to 

night ; 
All  praises  must  short  of  Thy  excellence 

fall, 
Creator,  Protector,  and  Father  of  all ! 

4  Oh  !  still  be  the  Shepherd  of  Israel's  flock, 
Progressive  in  faith  let  us  steadily  walk, 
Made  pure  by  Thy  law,  to  whose  promise 

and  threat 

The  seals,  both  of  justice  and  rnercy  were 
set. 

5  Blest  witnesses  shall  we  continue  to  be, 
That  we  have  no  god  nor  redeemer  but 

Thee, 

Thy  truth  and  Thy  unity  zealous  to  urge, 
In  life  or  when  brought  to  eternity's  verge. 

P.  M. 


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mWe  bless  Thee,  0  Loi  d  !   as  the  bountiful 
Source 
Of  gifts  which  the  seasons  renew   in  their 

course ; 
For  the  showers  of  Spring,  whose  verdure 

and  bloom 

Are  redeemed  by  Thy  hand  from  a  wintry 
tomb. 

2  In  Summer  departed,  the  Lord,  our  Shield, 
To  man  all  the  glory  of  nature  revealed, 
The   light   of  whose  spirit  past  over  the 

earth, 

Undimmed  by  the  shadows  of  sickness  or 
dearth. 

3  Thy  mercy,  0  God!  let  the  living  extol, 
When  the  leaves  of  the  Autumn  around 

them,  fall, 
Who  still  with  the  fruits  of  abundance  are 

crowned, 
While  death  for  his  sickle  no  harvest  hath 

found. 

4  Thou  wilt  not  forsake  in  the  Winter  of  age, 
The  righteous  who  praised  Thee  in  life's 

early  stage. 

The  sacrifice,  then,  of  thanksgiving  ne'er 
cease, 

All  ye  who  are  blessed  with  health,  free- 
dom, and  peace. 

5  A  few  may  yet  weep  in  the  fullness  of  love, 
For  those  whom  Thy  wisdom  thought  fit 

to  remove ; 


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Grieve  not  when  a  child  in  its  purity  dies, 
From  dnst  as  a  cherub  it  soon  shall  arise. 

G  Nor  long  mourn  for  those  who,  maturer  in 

years, 
Before  us  have  passed  from  the  valley  of 

tears ; 
Though  dead  to  this  world,  in  a  brighter 

abode 
They  dwell  with  their  Father,  their  Friend, 

and  their  God.  p.  M. 


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Extol  the  King  who,  throned  above, 
And  crowned  with  righteousness  and  love, 
Hath  reigned  from  the  eternal  past, 
And  shall  be  Sovereign  to  the  last. 

2  His  praise  the  morning  sun  began, 
Ere  he  the  course  of  nature  ran, 
When  conscious  of  a  glow  divine. 
In  majesty  he  rose  to  shine. 

3  His  praise  the  stars  of  evening  sung, 
When  they  into  their  orbits  sprung, 
And  filled  the  firmament  of  night, 
With  glory  from  a  greater  light. 

4  And  earth  to  its  remotest  bound, 
Still  circulates  the  joyous  sound, 

Rock,  wave,  and  wind,  and  tree,  and  flow'r, 
Confess  an  omnipresent  Pow'r. 

5  Art  thou  alone,  0  mortal  man  ! 
A  silent  witness  of  that  plan, 

By  wisdom  and  by  mercy  wrought, 
Tli at  faith  might  to  thy  soul  be  taught? 


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6  Arise !  and  with  thy  heart  and  voice, 
In  presence  of  thy  Grod  rejoice! 
For  thought  and  speech  to  thee  belong, 
For  meditative  praise  and  song. 

P.  M. 


All  living  souls  shall  bless  Thy  name, 

o  just  and  gracious  Grod! 
All  flesh  Thy  providence  proclaim. 

Thy  holy  works  applaud. 

2  From  age  to  age  will  we  relate 

The  wonders  Thou  hast  wrought, 
Delighting  to  expatiate 

On  all  which  Thou  hast  taught. 

3  Young  men  and  maidens  lift  the  voice. 

Thy  wisdom  to  extol ; 
And  children  in  Thy  praise  rejoice, 
Father  and  Friend  of  all ! 

4  But  though  our  hands  should  be  outspread, 

As  are  the  eagle's  wings, 
To  thank  Thee  for  the  daily  bread, 
That  from  Thy  bounty  springs; 

5  Though  song,  like  sounding  billows,  too. 

Should  from  our  lips  proceed ; 
How  large  a  debt  would  yet  be  due 
To  Thee,  from  Jacob's  seed! 

6  Thrice  holy,  Lord  of  hosts!  art  Thou, 

Ineffable  and  pure ! 
Before  Thy  Majesty  we  bow, 
Great  King,  whom  we  adore. 

p.  M. 


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A  9^    Above  all  honor  and  all  praise, 
1 "  '         Art  Thou  exalted  Lord  ! 

Yet  would  our  lips  in  holy  lays, 
Glory  to  Thee  accord. 

2  Thy  truth  transcendeth  human  thought, 

Thy  love  no  limit  knows; 
And  every  precept  Thou  hast  taught. 
With  mercy's  spirit  glows. 

3  Time  hath  for  Thee  no  present  hour, 

No  past  or  future  day ; 

w  «/     / 

Eternity  attests  Thy  pow'r, 

And  mocks  his  measured  sway. 

4  Though  brief  our  mortal  period, 

Let  us  that  knowledge  gain, 
Which  brings  us  near  to  Thee,  0  God! 
And  bursts  our  worldly  chain. 

5  Oh !  let  it  be  our  chief  delight, 

From  carnal  links  to  free 
The  soul,  whose  essence,  pure  and  bright, 
Claims  kindred,  Lord!   with  Thee. 

p.  M. 


1  9Q   Glory  and  praise  to  the  bountiful  Sire, 
JLOO   Whose  hand  gave  to  man  all  his  heart 

could  desire, 
Placed  organs  of  speech  in  the  temple  of 

thought, 

•    And  the  music  of  prayer  from  the  soul 
thus  brought. 

2  0  beautiful  harmony  !  spirit  and  voice 


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In  the  praise  of  their  maker  together 

rejoice, 

His  name  magnify  and  His  attributes  land, 
Past,  present,  and  fntnre — the  One,  only 

God! 

3  Sing,  Israel !  sing  of  that  Power  Supreme. 
Whose  wisdom  reflecting  its  own  chastened 

beam, 
On  the  image  of  clay  upon  which  it  had 

breathed, 
To  mortals  the  blessing  of  reason 

bequeathed. 

4  0  ineffable  gift !  unparalleled  grace  ! 
Let  it  ring  through  all  time,  resound 

through  all  space, 
That  star  of  the  mind  virtue's  course 

indicates, 
And  truth's  holy  light  in  its  orb 

concentrates. 

5  And  though  no  conception  or  language  of 

ours, 
E'en  faintly  may  shadow  God's  presence  or 

powers ; 

Let  us  never  forego  the  music  of  prayer, 
Nor  anthems  of  praise  that  His  mercies 

declare.  P.  M. 


1  OQ   House  of  Judah,  bless  the  Lord  !         • 
-LO«7        Let  His  praise  be  your  delight ; 
On  your  hearts  His  law  record, 
Walk  ye  in  its  perfect  light. 


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2  Lot  the  poor  an  altar  rear, 

Though  with  roughest  stone*  they  build  ; 
If  the  worship  be  sincere, 

Faith's  high  purpose  is  fulfilled. 

3  Round  that  unpretending  shrine, 

Angel  visitants  shall  stand  : 
'Tis  a  bethel  as  divine, 
As  the  Luz  of  holy  land. 

4  By  the  rich,  who  ott  to  prido 

Cedar  palaces  erect, 
Temples  should  be  multiplied 
Like  the  fane  that  Zion  decked. 

5  Yet,  if  sacrifice  in  these 

Rise  not  up  from  righteous  folds, 
It  will  fail  that  God  to  please 
Who  but  asks  unblemished  souls. 

6  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  rich  and  poor ! 

E'en  as  brothers,  bless  One  Sire: 
Love  fraternal,  meek  and  pure. 

Feeds  devotion's  altar-fire.  p.  M. 


1  4  A    If  mortal  vision  may  not  meet 
'    '  The  sun's  meridian  rays  ; 

But  would  beneath  some  cloud  retreat, 
To  shun  its  noontide  blaze  : 

2  Oh  !  how  shall  man  then  elevate 

The  soul's  eternal  eye 
To  God,  the  awful  aggregate 
Of  suns  that  never  die  ? 


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3  In  whom  the  lights  of  truth  and  grace, 

Of  wisdom,  justice,  love, 
In  one  stupendous  mind  embrace, 
And  in  one  glorv  move? 

D  t/ 

4  As  angels  cover  with  their  wings, 

Their  dazzled  orbs  on  high, 
Friendly  to  faith,  kind  nature  flings 
'Twixt  God  and  man  the  sky. 

5  Softly  the  veil  thus  interposed, 

Relieves  the  spirit's  gaze, 
And  lips  that  e'er  in  fear  had  closed. 
Now  ope,  the  Lord  to  praise. 

G  Reflective  of  Almighty  beams, 

The  soul  intensely  burns, 
And  ever  most  immortal  seems, 

When  heavenward  it  turns.  p.  M. 


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Princes  of  earth!  bend  lowlv  down 

«/ 

Before  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
Who  sees  in  holiness  a  crown, 

More  bright  than  monarch  boasts. 


2  And  ye,  who  o'er  the  free  preside 

With  delegated  sway, 
Ask  counsel  of  that  gracious  Guide, 
Who  bids  the  light  of  day, 

3  With  equal  radiance  to  gild 

The  simplest  shrub  or  flower, 
As  the  tall  cedar  that  may  build 
A  temple  or  a  tower. 

4  Ye  erring  multitudes  who  bow 

To  kings  of  transient  date, 


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To  heaven's  Sovereign  homage  bow, 
Whose  will  controls  your  fate. 

5  God's  majesty  and  mercy  sing, 

All  ye,  whose  pleasant  lot- 
Is  cast  where  freedom's  altars  spring, 
And  where  her  creed  is  taught. 

6  But  whether  ye  as  bondmen  live, 

Or  freemen's  rights  possess, 
Praise  to  the  Lord  for  ever  give, 

And  all  his  statutes  bless.  p.  M, 


6.  MORNING. 

1  /(O  Refresh'd  by  sleep,  that  sovereign  balm, 
_LT:/O       Which  best  can  human  woes  assuage, 
My  spirit  feels  a  holy  calm, 

And  pious  thoughts  my  soul  engage. 

2  That  soul  which  but  the  previous  hour 

Had  in  the  world  of  dreams  been  lost, 
And  perch'd  on  many  a  thornless  flower, 
Which  fields  of  fancy  only  boast, 

3  Return 'd  from  its  wild  pilgrimage, 

Sings  first  unto  the  Lord  of  light, 
A  heav'nly  bird  in  mortal  cage, 
Preparing  for  its  final  flight. 

4  Hear  it,  0  thou,  eternal  God! 

And  grant  the  blessing  it  may  crave, 
Cherish  it,  while  on  earth's  abode, 
Receive  it,  when  beyond  the  grave. 

5  Too  often  in  this  narrow  vale, 

Its  note  is  saddened  by  distress ; 


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But  whether  joy  or  grief  prevail, 
Thy  name  it  shall  for  ever  bless. 

G  And  when  it  struggles  to  be  free, 
What  then  is  its  exalted  aim'? 
To  reach  that  immortality, 

Whore  angel  hosts  Thy  praise  proclaim, 

p.  M. 

7.  EVENING. 

The  Lord,  a  watchful  Guardian,  reigns 

O'er  all  created  souls  ; 
His  hand  the  universe  sustains. 

His  will  its  course  controls. 

2  Conception,  at  its  utmost  height, 

Can  never  comprehend 
The  glory,  majesty,  and  might, 
That  in  Omniscience  blend. 

3  When  musing,  I  at  eventide 

The  firmament  survey, 
Whose  golden  orbs,  celestial  Guide, 
Thy  wondrous  skill  display. 

4  In  silent  adoration  lost, 

My  soul  the  earth  forgets, 
Itself,  like  that  immortal  host, 
A  star  that  never  sets. 

5  How  great  the  mercy,  vast  the  love 

Of  Providence  divine, 
Who  thus  created  worlds  above, 
For  man's  delight  to  shine  ! 

G  Oh  !  ever  in  their  presence  bright, 

Devotion  stronger  grows, 
Ascending  to  the  God  of  light. 

Of  darkness  and  repose.  P.  M. 


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8  SPRING. 

1  44     Holy  and  everlasting  One  ! 

-^    With  joy  we  hail  the  vernal  sun, 
With  pride  on  nature's  temple  gaze, 
Where  spring  her  sweet  oblation  lays. 

-  Firstlings  of  fragrance  there  abound, 
Blossoms  without  a  blemish  found, 
Oft" rings,  the  Levite  e'en  might  prize, 
For  incense  worthy  of  the  skies. 

3  To  strangers  now  in  Palestine, 
The  rose  of  Sharon  we  resign, 
Lilies  no  more,  within  its  light, 
Expand  to  gladden  Israel's  sight. 

4  Holy  and  everlasting  One  ! 
Glory  is  from  Thy' people  gone.; 

Yet  praises  from  their  lips  shall  gush, 
Who  seem,  like  Thy  own  burning  bush, 

5  Endued  with  some  mysterious  power, 
O'er  hostile  elements  to  tower  ; 

A  human  branch  by  Heav'n  illumed, 
Through  time  to  flourish  unconsumed. 

P.  M. 

9.  WINTER. 

1  A  £  Oh  !  .sad  is  nature's  aspect  now, 

When  summer-birds  no  longer  sing, 
And  leaves  are  dying  on  each  bough, 
That  were  but  infants  in  the  spring. 

2  So  perish  youth's  ambitious  hopes, 

The  foliage  of  the  tree  of  life, 
Till  every  verdant  relic  drops, 
Amid  the  storm  of  worldly  strife. 


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3  But  Providence,  for  ever  kind, 

Hath  left  to  man  one  evergreen, 
That,  when  his  blooming  hours  declined, 
On  the  grave's  border  might  be  seen. 

4  That  gift  is  faith  !  the  brightest,  best, 

That  mercy  plants  in  mortal  spheres ; 
Beneath  its  shade  the  spirit  blest, 

Its  farewell  from  this  earth  prepares. 

P.  M. 


How  sad  the  wintry  hours  seem, 

When  birds  are  mute  and  blossoms  die, 

That  in  the  Summer's  brighter  beam, 
Sent  song  arid  incense  to  the  sky. 

2  Will  thoughtless  man  thus  meditate, 

And  glean  not  in  his  walks  abroad, 
From  nature  in  each  varied  state, 
Fresh  cause  for  glorifying  God  ? 

3  The  frost  that  lies  upon  the  earth 

Is  but  the  shroud  of  transient  death ; 
And  silently  for  second  birth, 
/The  plants  and  herbs  prepare  beneath. 

4  The  leafless  branch  has  warned  the  bird 

Of  winter's  desolating  sway  ; 
The  voice  of  instinct  has  been  heard, 
It  warbles  'neath  a  warmer  ray. 

5  Shepherds  their  timid  flocks  secure 

From  blasts  that  would  destroy  the  shorn, 
And  Grod,  the  Pastor  of  the  poor, 
Protects  the  feeble  and  forlorn. 


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6  Author  of  seasons  !   teach  my  mind 

To  view,  in  each  vicissitude, 
A  Providence  divine  and  kind, 

Whose  wonders  are  for  e'er  renewed. 

]'.  M. 


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10.  PEACE. 

0  Thou  !  who,  as  the  Great  Unknown, 

From  pole  to  pole  art  glorified. 
Whose  lavish  hand,  for  every  zone, 

Doth  gifts  appropriate  provide- 
Of  Thee  a  special  blessing  now 

Most  fervently  do  we  implore, 
That  discord  may  no  shadow  throw 

On  freedom's  altar  evermore. 

2  Let  thrones  of  righteous  judgment  here 

Throughout  all  future  years  be  found  ; 
And  may  that  spirit  disappear, 

Whose  breath  pollutes  her  hallowed 

ground,- 
That  selfish  spirit  which  pursues, 

(Regardless  of  a  neighbor's  right,) 
Each  purpose  that  promotes  its  views, 

Or  raises  it  to  power's  height. 

3  Serene,  harmonious,  and  sublime, 

Let  peace  prevail  from  age  to  age, 
Untarnished  by  the  stroke  of  time, 

Or  rude  assault  of  jealous  rage. 
From  civil  conflict  keep  us  free, 

Abhorrent  to  the  pious  mind — 
And  grant  us,  Father,  peace  with  Thee, 

With  conscience,  and  with  all  mankind. 

P.  M. 


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1 14 

Is  there  within  the  world's  wide  bound 
A  place  where  peace  may  e'er  be  found  ? 
Oh  !  not  in  palaces  6f  pride 
Will  Heaven's  messenger  abide. 

2  With  glory  she  will  not  sojourn, 
But  from  its  trophies  trembling  turn, 
Nor  long  with  human  love  remain, 
That  born  on  earth,  must  bear  its  stain. 

3  She  passeth  not  the  gates  of  sin, 

Nor  want  nor  wealth  her  smile  can  win  ; 
She  droppeth  not  her  olive-leaf 
Upon  the  couch  of  pain  or  grief. 

4  What  being  then  on  mortal  ground, 
By  peace  hath  ever  yet  been  crowned? 
She  dwelleth  as  a  seraph  guest, 
With  such- as  succor  the  opprest. 

5  Her  blessing  ever  is  with  those 
Who  freely  will  forgive  their  foes, 
Who,  firm  in  faith,  in  feeling  pure, 

The  One  Eternal  G-od  adore.  r.  M. 


11.  OUR  COUNTRY. 

\  zlQ   Bather  of  nations!  Judge  divine! 
-L^t^       From  Thy  blessed  realms  above 

Thine  ear  to  prayers  and  hymns  incline, 

Breathed  by  patriotic  love. 
Is  there  one  upon  this  earth, 
Who  in  welfare  or  in  woe, 
For  the  country  of  his  birth, 

Feels  not  sympathy's  strong  glow  ? 


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2  Oh !  may  we  not  this  feeling  trace 

To  creation's  primal  date  ? 
When  the  great  parent  of  our  race 

Felt  the  exile's  bitter  fate  ? 
His  first  tears  were  not  for  toil, 

But  for  his  lost  flower-land — 
Paradise,  his  native  soil, 

Closed  on  him  by  God's  command. 

3  That  pure  sentiment  was  nursed 

When  man's  innocence  had  waned ; 
His  progeny,  where'er  dispersed, 

Kept  this  virtue  unprofaned. 
Native  to  all  human  kind 

Is  the  sod  of  Liberty  ! 
Where  no  tyrant's  law  may  bind 

Souls  by  nature's  God  made  free. 

4  Brethren  !  let  hearts  and  voices  blend 

-  In  one  deep  and  earnest  prayer, 
That  Heaven's  blessings  may  descend 

Upon  Freedom's  hallowed  sphere  ; 
Where  untrammeled  faith  may  sing 

Fearless  of  the  bigot's  frown, 
But  to  One  Celestial  King 

Bowing  her  pure  spirit  down. 

5  Where,  upon  wisdom's  equal  plan, 

Conscience  no  controller  dreads, 
Secure  that  on  the  rights  of  man 

No  usurping  despot  treads  ; 
Where  unto  the  highest  throne, 

Free-will  offerings  are  brought, 
Homage  to  that  One  alone, 

In  whose  image  we  are  wrought. 


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6  Fountain  of  justice,  truth,  arid  peace  ! 

May  these  virtues  animate, 
Until  life  itself  shall  cease, 

All  the  sons  of  freedom's  state. 
Grant,  that  when  transferred  to  earth, 

(As  religion's  charter  shows,) 
In  heaven,  where  our  souls  had  birth, 

They  at  last  may  find  repose.  p.  M. 


12.  PENITENCE. 

1  t  A   Oh  I  answer  me,  my  God  !  this  day 
LtJ\J        Of  abstinence  and  prayer  ; 

Put  my  transgressions  far  away, 
And  soften  my  despair. 

2  Answer  me,  Thou !  in  whom  alone 

A  Saviour  I  behold, 
When  I  confess  before  Thy  throne 
My  frailties  manifold. 

3  But  in  what  language  shall  I  paint 

The  depth  of  my  remorse, 
For  sins  of  free-will  and  constraint, 
Done  in  my  evil  course  ? 

4  The  vast,  the  awful  aggregate, 

My  conscious  soul  confounds  ; 
Pity,  0  Lord  !  and  meliorate 
Thy  servant's  moral  wounds. 

5  Oh!  answer  me,  eternal  King! 

When,  overwhelmed  with  shame, 
I  to  Thy  sacred  altar  cling, 
And  call  upon  Thy  name. 


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6  Sinner  in  practice  and  in  speech, 

Yet  dare  I  hope  for  grace ;  * 

For  angel-mercy  fills  the  breach 

Where  wrath  once  found  a  place,     p.  M, 


(Partially  paraphrased  from  the  51st  Psalm.) 

mHave  mercy  on  Thy  servant,  Lord ! 
According  to  Thy  loving  kindness ; 
And  from  my  spirit  ever  ward 

That  worst  of  evils — moral  blindness. 

2  Oft  doth  the  world  man's  deeds  applaud, 

His  seeming  righteousness  believing  ; 
But  Thy  all-searching  eye,  0  God  ! 
There  is  no  power  of  deceiving. 

o  This  witnesses  each  guilty  thought, 

Watches  each  criminal  impression, 
Long,  long  before  it  has  been  wrought 
Into  an  active,  bold  transgression. 

4  Wisdom  that  in  the  inward  part, 

With  pure  truth  should  in  alliance  dwell, 
Forsakes  too  oft  my  feeble  heart, 
Prone  against  Thy  statutes  to  rebel. 

5  Oh  !  wash  me  with  Thy  gracious  hand, 

Thou  whose  judgments  e'er  are  justified, 
That  in  Thy  presence  I  may  stand, 
From  unhallowed  passions  purified. 

6  Thoroughly  cleansed  by  Thee  alone 

Can  the  children  of  corruption  be  ; 
No  hyssop  upon  earth  is  known 
That  can  from  stain  the  spirit  free. 


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7  Oh!  give  me,  Father,  some  kind  token. 

That   Thou  wilt  change  to  songs  of 

gladness, 

Prayers  that  from  a  spirit  broken, 
Have  been  breathed  here  in  contrite 

sadness. 

8  With  sacrifice  Thou  wilt  dispense, 

Glorious  Author  of  Creation ! 
But  to  the  soul  that  sin  repents 

Hast  promised  pardon  and  salvation. 

P.  M. 

ISAIAH,  CHAP.  LVIII. 

Leaders  of  Israel,  arise ! 

Shout  with  a  trumpet-tone, 
The  Lord,  our  God,  ne'er  sanctifies 

Fasts  of  the  flesh  alone. 

2  Behold!  in  strife  and  loud  debate, 

Your  sinful  lives  are  spent; 
Falsehood  ye  freely  circulate, 
To  nourish  discontent. 

3  And  ye  for  trespasses  like  these, 

The  flesh  would  mortify ; 
Such  sacrifice  will  ne'er  appease 
The  So v' reign  of  the  sky. 

4  Thy  brother  from  the  yoke  release, 

Thy  neighbor's  burden  bear ; 
Speak  to  the  widow  words  of  peace, 
The  orphan's  loss  repair. 

5  Then  glorious  as  morning  light 

Shall  ye  be  seen  to  shine; 
Such  deeds  find  grace  in  Heaven's  sight, 
And  soften  wrath  divine.  p.  M. 


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1  £Q   What  painful  mem'ries  from  the  buried 

'     !    '  past 

Doth  conscience  rouse,  my  soul  in  gloom 

to  cast ! 

Her  whisper  changing  to  a  tone  as  loud, 
As  when  the  thunder  rends  the  summer 

cloud. 

2  Remorse  now  speaks  of  sabbath-days 

profaned, 
That  some  poor  gift  of  fortune  might  be 

gained, 

Of  shrines  neglected,  by  the  righteous  built, 
And  perseverance  in  the  path  of  guilt. 

3  God's  grace,  made  manifest  by  word  and 

sign, 

Could  not  to  holiness  my  heart  incline ; 
The  sin  of  Achan  in  my  spirit  strove 
Against  each  token  of  a  Father's  love. 

4  For  wealth  I  prayed,  and  labored  from  my 

youth. 

f 

In  search  of  this  I  lost  the  way  of  truth; 
And  when  bereavement  brought  me  to  the 

dust, 
I  dared,  0  God  !  to  say,  Thou  wert  unjust. 

5  But  now  for  riches  that  can  ne'er  decay, 
For  precious  faith  that  passeth  not  away, 
For  vital  godliness  that  ever  shines 
More  bright  than  gems,  or  gold  from 

earthly  mines, 

6  The  heaven  of  Thy  bounty  I  entreat, 
And  cast  myself  before  Thy  mercy-seat; 


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Time  cannot  tarnish,  nor  can  rust  corrode, 
The  treasures  garnered  in  the  Lord's 

abode.  p.  M. 


Oil !  worship  not  at  glory's  shrine, 
jq-Qr  -foow  t0  wealth  or  pow'r  ; 

False  are  their  gifts,  though  held  divine 
By  beings  of  an  hour. 

2  They  bring  not  to  thy  couch  of  pain 

Balm-drops  to  ease  thy  breast ; 
They  take  not  from  thy  soul  the  stain 
That  robs  thee  of  thy  rest. 

3  The  work  of  faith  cannot  be  done, 

When  these  the  spirit  move  ; 
They  lead  thee  from  the  Holy  One, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love. 

4  Look  well  unto  thy  souls  estate  f 

It  needeth  all  thy  care, 
From  sin's  rank  growth  to  extricate 
The  germ  God  planted  there. 

5  Oh  !  then  ere  vanish eth  thy  prime, 

Pray  to  the  Lord  Supreme, 
That  righteousness,  in  future  time, 

Past  errors  may  redeem.  P.  M. 


Unto  Thine  altar,  King  of  kings! 
Each  contrite  worshiper  now  clings, 
While  self-accusing  conscience  reads 
The  record  of  all  past  misdeeds, 
Imploring  grace  at  ev'ry  pause, 
For  breach  of  thy  great  moral  laws. 


can  tne  tongue,  to  falsehood  prone, 
Send  its  appeals  to  Heaven's  throne, 
Where  truth  exalted  and  refined, 
(Pure  essence  of  a  perfect  mind,) 
Supreme  in  holy  beauty  sits, 
And  light  ineffable  transmits  ? 

3  Can  he  who  justice  has  abhorred, 
Believe  that  Power  will  accord 
Pardon  to  him,  who  has  transgressed 
Statutes,  that  human  wrongs  redressed  ? 
Sternly  the  upright  spirit  frowns 

On  mortals  who  o'erleap  its  bounds. 

4  0  God  !  though  great  my  sins  may  be, 
From  stains  like  these  my  soul  is  free. 
Perverseness,  arrogance,  and  pride 
Have  oft  Thy  precepts  set  aside ; 

For  evil,  both  in  word  and  deed, 
Forgiveness  doth  Thy  servant  need. 

5  But  Thou  the  penitent  will  raise, 
Who  humbly  at  thy  altar  prays. 
Stretch  out  Thy  right  hand  to  the  meek, 
Sustain  the  desolate  and  weak ; 

And  in  the  book  of  mercy  write, 

The  broken-hearted  and  contrite.         P.  M. 


Exalted  theme  of  human  praise, 
In  filial  confidence  I  raise 

To  Thee  the  voice  of  prayer ; 
Burthened  with  guilt  and  shame  and  grief, 
Father  in  heaven  !  for  relief 

To  Thee  I  still  repair. 


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2  Thou  seest  the  shadows  of  my  heart, 
To  man  it  turns  its  sunny  part, 

Ashamed  of  passion's  storm. 
In  Thy  compassion  I  confide, 
O  gentle  Judge  and  gracious  Guide ! 

My  frailties  to  reform. 

3  Meekly  will  I  Thy  chastening  bear, 
And  sackcloth  on  my  spirit  wear, 

For  trespass  to  atone  ; 
But  pity  e'er  transcends  Thine  ire, 
When  to  Thy  footstool,  Holy  Sire  ! 

Sin  hath  for  mercy  flown. 

4  Now  let  that  attribute  divine, 
Upon  contrition's  tear-drops  shine, 

And  like  a  rainbow  rest 
On  the  horizon  of  my  soul, 
Till  ev'ry  cloud  shall  from  it  roll, 

And  leave  it  pure  and  blest.  P.  M. 


PSALM  ci. 

From  my  voice  shall  virtue's  praise 

proceed, 
Though  my  heart  bears  corruption's 

blot?  " 

Oft  shall  I  repeat  her  holy  creed, 
Yet  act  as  though  I  knew  it  riot  ? 

2  God  of  mercy !  though  this  moral  grace 
A  stranger  to  my  breast  hath  been, 
Turn  not  from  a  penitent  Thy  face, 
Who  would  a  better  life  begin. 


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3  An  humble  pilgrim  seeks  Thy  dwelling, 

Virtue  to  bless  and  glorify, 
No  more  against  her  laws  rebelling, 
But  in  their  light  to  live  and  die. 

4  My  tent  no  flatterer  shall  profane, 

Favor  to  win  by  converse  bland, 
Nor  my  household  sanctuary  stain, 
By  aught  that  breaks  the  Lord's 
command. 

5  Whatsoe'er  with  duty  may  conflict, 

Shall  ever  from  my  mind  be  cast, 
Which  by  discipline,  severe  and  strict, 
May  excellence  attain  at  last. 

6  Ne'er  to  me  in  vain  shall  widows  plead, 

Nor  helpless  children  of  the  dead  ; 
To  those  in  sorrow's  dwelling  will  I  speed, 
With  portion  of  my  daily  bread. 

7  By  my  Father's  will,  am  I  not  bound 

To  share  with  my  poorer  brothers 
Manna  that,  gathered  upon  my  ground, 
Out-measures  the  grain  of  others  ? 

8  As  a  house  of  Grod  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  I  in  innocence  will  walk, 
Nor  shall   scorners  o'er  my   threshold 

come, 
Domestic  piety  to  mock. 

9  My  song  to  virtue  consecrated, 

Revives  her  image  in  my  soul, 
Which  to  its  God  now  elevated, 

Counsel  implores  for  its  control.        P.  M. 


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A  £O    Cast  me  not  from  Thy  presence,  Lord  ! 
ItJO        "When  at  Thy  gracious  hands 
Forgiveness  humbly  is  implored, 
For  breach  of  Thy  commands. 

2  Past  years  like  frowning  spectres  rise, 

My  spirit  to  upbraid, 
Which  pleased  with  folly's  enterprise, 
The  task  of  faith  delayed  ; 

3  The  task  of  plucking  vicious  weeds, 

And  planting  in  their  stead, 
Imperishable  moral  seeds, 
By  godly  culture  spread. 

4  For  sins  against  Thy  holy  laws, 

Behold  me  self-arraigned ! 

For  coldness  in  religion's  cause, 

For  passions  unrestrained. 

5  Thy  frequent  gifts  with  feeble  praise 

Did  I  for  e'er  requite  ; 
And  murmurs  loud  presumed  to  raise 
At  chastisements,  though  slight. 

G  At  Heaven's  bar  I  now  appear, 

A  culprit  before  God  ; 
Hearken,  0  Mercy  !  to  my  prayer, 
Ere  justice  lifts  the  rod. 

7  Turn  not  Thy  countenance  away, 

-When  pardon  I  entreat ; 
But  let  the  beams  of  pity  play 

Around  Thy  judgment  seat,  P.  M. 

Stranger  to  that  pure  ambition, 
Which  to  godliness  aspires, 


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Man  forgetting  his  high  mission, 
Cherisheth  but  vain  desires. 

2  What  is  it  for  which  he  toileth, 

Rising  early,  resting  late  ? 
Things  that  time's  strong  finger  spoileth 
By  the  great  decree  of  fate. 

3  Power,  riches,  reputation, 

Draw  him  from  the  one  true  shrine ; 
These  receive  his  adoration, 
Due  but  to  the  Lord  Divine. 

4  Look  within  the  lofty  palace  : 

What  is  it  we  there  behold  ? 
Venal  thirst  and  vengeful  malice, 
Dropping  gall  in  cups  of  gold. 

5  Oh  !  repent  of  all  your  errors, 

Ere  the  light  of  life  departs ; 
Wait  not  until  dying  terrors 

Wring  confession  from  your  hearts. 


P.  M, 


-|  /?  A  Mournfully  chant !  for  our  choir  accords 
'    '  In  sadness  of  soul  with  Zion's  exiles; 

Plaintive  their  melodies,  pensive  their 

words, 

Tears  of  repentence  nowr  banishing 
smiles. 

2  Who  will  to  Israel  comfort  impart  ? 

Who  shall  his  spirit  from  sorrow  release, 
Bind  up  the  wounds  of  his  penitent  heart, 
Bring  the  glad  tidings  of  pardon  and 
peace  ? 


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3  Thou,  Thou  alone,  who  o'er  Egypt's  red 

wave, 
(When  the  proud  tyrant  Thy  people 

opprest,) 

Did'st  rise  in  majesty,  Judah  to  save, 
And  redeemed  it  with  Thy  covenant 

blest, — 

4  Thou,  Thou  alone,  0  ineffable  God ! 

Hope  to  the  contrite  canst  ever  dispense ; 
Though  in  the  pathway  of  guilt  we  have 

trod, 
Mercy  will  plead  for  the  soul  that 

repents.  P.  M. 

\  fjl     Woe  unto  Zion  !  she  is  spoiled 
Of  all  that  made  her  proud; 
God's  anger  hath  her  beauty  foiled, 
And  covered  with  a  cloud. 

2  She  spreadeth  forth  her  feeble  hands, 

But  none  will  comfort  yield ; 
She  hath  transgressed  the  Lord's 

commands, 
Her  refuge  once  and  shield. 

3  Her  elders  sit  upon  the  ground, 

And  troubled  silence  keep ; 
With  sackcloth  they  are  girded — round 
Her  ruined  shrine  they  weep. 

4  Mothers,  to  nature's  instinct  dead, 

Upon  their  infants  prey ; 
Youth  struggles  with  the  hoary  head, 
'Neath  famine's  horrid  sway. 


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5  The  conqueror  thy  Sabbath  mocks, 

Oh  Salem !  in  his  pride  ; 
The  fox  upon  thy  mountain  walks, 
Thy  foe  is  magnified. 

6  Woe  unto  us  that  we  have  erred  ! 

For  this  our  hearts  despair ; 
But  let  compassion  now  be  stirred, 
Turn  not  from  Israel's  prayer  ! 


P.  M. 


plaintive  be  the  touch  and  tone 
Of  instrument  and  voice ; 
A  shadow  on  the  heart  is  thrown, 
It  cannot  now  rejoice. 

2  We  sing  of  sorrow  upon  earth, 

When  evil  passions  woke, 
And  sin,  on  those  of  mortal  birth, 
Fastened  its  iron  yoke. 

3  Behold  in  tears  a  captive  band 

'Neath  Shinar's  willows  move, 
Writhing  beneath  rebellion's  brand, 
Mourning  the  land  they  love. 

4  Wisely  did  we  the  warning  take, 

And  from  their  guilt  abstain  : 
0  God !  Thy  statutes  still  we  break, 
Still  slaves  to  sin  remain. 

5  Yet  blest  are  we  who,  tho'  afar 

From  Zion's  sacred  fold, 
Have  found  a  shrine  'neath  freedom's  star, 
Where  faith  is  uncontrolled. 

6  Oh  !  hither  bring  those  pearls  of  price 

Which  Mercy  will  accept, — 


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Contrition's  purest  sacrifice, 

Tears  for  transgression  wept.  p.  M. 

Creator  of  the  universe  ! 

When  I  before  Thee  would  rehearse 

The  trespasses  of  years, — 
Standing  on  judgment's  awful  brink, 
In  terror  from  the  task  I  shrink, 

Oppressed  by  rising  fears. 

2  Thy  consecrated  festivals 

To  me  have  been  no  solemn  calls 

To  penitence  and  prayer, 
Deserted  was  Thy  dwelling-place, 
Unheeded  all  Thy  acts  of  grace 

And  providential  care. 

3  Traitor  to  holiness,  I  strove 

Its  force  and  beauty  to  disprove, 

Its  excellence  to  doubt; 
No  loveliness  in  faith  I  saw, 
Nor  felt  that  spiritual  awe 

Which  fills  the  soul  devout. 

4  Thus  have  I  lived  unsanctified, 
The  slave  of  prejudice  and  pride, 

The  foe  of  sacred  truth, — 
List'ning  to  pleasure's  serpent  hiss, 
Who,  with  a  bribe  of  worldly  bliss, 

Beguiled  me  from  my  youth. 

5  Roused  by  the  cornet's  warning  blast, 
I  looked  upon  the  vanished  past, 

And  wept  for  wasted  years  ; 
But  thou  wilt  ope  compassion's  gate, 
And  all  my  guilt  obliterate, 

God  of  supernal  spheres  !  P.  M. 


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VI.  SABBATH  HYMNS. 


Bather  and  worship  !  The  first  star  of  eve 
To  usher  the  Sabbath  in  glory  appears, 
As  that  day  of  rest  comes  from  gloom  to 

relieve 

The  spirits  that  toil  in  the  valley  of 
tears. 

2  Gather  and  worship  !  Can  Judah  forget 

The  soul-cheering  promise  of  Mercy 

supreme  ? 
Though  few,  where  the  righteous  in  God's 

name  are  met, 

On  these  shall  the  light  of  His  counte- 
nance beam. 

3  Gather  and  worship  !  These  hours  serene 

To  labors  of  holiness  e'er  dedicate  ; 
With  waters  of  penitence  make  your 

hearts  clean, 
Or  meekly  the  woes  of  the  poor  mitigate. 

4  Gather  and  worship  !    The  stars  as  they 

move, 

To  faith,  in  their  orbits  of  glory  appear 
Like  Sabbath-lamps,  lighted  by  angels 

above, 
To  lure  human  hearts  to  their  own 

house  of  prayer. 

5  Gather  and  worship  !  The  power  of  time 

Shall  cause  every  planet  in  heaven  to 
wane  ; 


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But  there,  ever  fixed,  is  a  star  more 

sublime, 

The  soul  that  on  earth  has  contracted 
no  stain.  p.  M, 

Daughters  of  Israel,  arise  ! 

The  Sabbath-morn  to  greet, 
Send  songs  and  praises  to  the  skies. 

Than  frankincense  more  sweet. 


2  Take  heed,  lest  ye  the  drift  mistake 

Of  Heaven's  hallowed  hours, 
And  from  those  dreams  too  late  awake, 
That  show  you  but  life's  flowers. 

3  Leave  not  the  spirit  unarrayed, 

To  deck  the  mortal  frame  ; 
With  gems  of  grace  let  woman  aid 
Charms,  that  from  nature  came. 

4  With  jewels  of  a  gentle  mind, 

More  precious  far  than  gold, 
Brightened  by  love,  by  faith  refined, 
And  set  in  chastest  mould. 

5  Wife  !  mother  !  sister !  on  ye  all 

A  tender  task  devolves; 
Child,  husband,  brother,  on  ye  call 
To  nerve  their  best  resolves. 

6  Your  hands  must  gird  the  buckler  on, 

The  moral  weapons  cleanse, 
By  which  that  battle  may  be  won, 

That  in  self-conquest  ends.  p.  M. 

It  is  the  solemn  Sabbath-day, 
Let  praise  to  God  ascend ; 


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In  holiness  thy  soul  array, 

And  worldly  thoughts  suspend. 

2  Come  forth,  ye  weary  sons  of  care, 

Toil-worn  and  grief-opprest, 

To  heaven  send  a  grateful  pray'r, 

For  these  calm  hours  of  rest. 

3  Let  not  the  poorest  of  ye  ask 

Of  Providence,  (long  tried,) 
"If  I  forego  my  daily  task, 

Whose  hand  will  bread  provide  ?" 

4  Remember  that  celestial  food 

To  Israel  ordained, 
When  Mercy  double  portions  strewed, 
Lest  Sabbath  be  profaned. 

5  With  ten-fold  gifts  will  God  repay 

The  transient  loss  incurred  ; 
But  tremble  ye  !  who  disobey 

The  mandate  of  the  Lord.  P.  M. 


He  spoke — and  thro'  the  gloom  profound 
Effulgent  light  its  glory  shed  ; 

He  breathed — and  all  the  earth  around 
With  living  myriads  soon  was  spread. 

How  vast,  how  holy  was  the  love, 
That  blest  us  with  these  gifts  divine, 

While  angels,  in  the  choir  above, 

Sung  praises  round  His  heavenly  shrine. 

Nature  in  primal  beauty  glow'd, 

Her  incense,  too,  to  heaven  ascending ; 

On  every  side  rich  blessings  flow'd, 

His  mercy  with   His  goodness  blending. 


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4  Still  o'er  these  works  of  grandeur  rose 

A  radiant  beam — a  heavenly  rav — 

«/  i 

The  holy  rest,  the  calm  repose, 
That  sanctified  the  Sabbath-day. 

5  In  sacred  song  our  voices  swelling, 

Let  hallelujahs  peal  around, 
While  seraphs,  near  His  starry  dwelling, 
Shall  er>ho  back  the  grateful  sound. 

c.  M.  c. 


Source  of  mercy,  truth  and  grace  1 
Humbly  we  this  Sabbath-day, 

In  Thy  holy  dwelling-place. 
Grateful  adoration  pay. 

'2  Ere  these  hours  of  rest  depart, 

Man!  recall  each  past  misdeed. 
This  will  purify  thy  heart, 

And  extract  corruption's  seed. 

3  Self-exalted  dost  thou  stand, 

Whilst  thy  neighbor  is  decried  ? 
Listen  to  the  Lord's  command, 
Love  shall  supersede  thy  pride. 

4  Hast  thou  dared  the  poor  to  spurn, 

Though  with  every  virtue  graced  ? 
With  confusion  shalt  thou  learn, 
These  are  far  above  thee  placed. 

5  Is  the  guilt  of  slander  thine? 

Thou  wilt  shudder  at  thy  wrong, 
When  thou  hearest  wrath  divine 
Hath  denounced  its  serpent-tongue. 

6  Let  the  hypocrite  reflect, 

That  a  spirit-searching  Godr 


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Will  his  evil  ways  detect, 
And  avenge  with  penal  rod. 

7  For  this  pure  and  noble  end 

Was  the  Sabbath  set  apart : 
May  the  Lord  of  life  extend 

Peace  to  each  repentant  heart!          P.  M. 


With  joyful  heart  I  greet  again 

This  holy  day  of  rest, 
To  chant  within  the  sacred  fane, 

And  bow  at  Thy  behest. 

2  On  Thee,  0  God !  my  hopes  rely, 

Thy  name  be  ever  praised; 
Vouchsafe  to  bless  and  sanctify 
These  strains  devoutly  raised. 

3  Oh  !  banish  hence,  far  from  my  mind, 

All  evil  thoughts  away, 
And  grant  my  soul  may  favor  find 
On  this,  Thy  holy  day. 

4  And  at  the  altar  as  I  bend, 

To  supplicate  Thy  care, 
In  mercy,  Lord  !  Thy  blessing  send 

Upon  my  humble  prayer.  G.  L, 


God  of  the  Sabbath !  to  Thy  praise, 
As  once  in  Zion's  palmy  days, 

The  organ  sweetly  swells ; 
While  thousands  to  Thy  temples  throng, 
And  in  alternate  prayer  and  song, 

Send  up  their  meek  appeals. 


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2  Gently  we  lay  our  burdens  down, 
Where  faith  assumes  her  Sabbath-crown. 

And  wears  the  robe  of  peace  ; 
When  from  the  web  of  worldly  strife. 
We  draw  that  golden  thread  of  life, 

The  seventh  day's  release. 

3  But  think  not  'tis  enough,  that  we 
Our  hands  from  servile  labor  free. 

On  this  most  holy  day  : 
If  malice  in  the  soul  still  works, 
If  there  one  spark  of  anger  lurks. 

In  vain  we  sing  and  pray. 

4  When  shall  the  jubilee  begin, 
That  from  the  slavery  of  sin, 

Man's  spirit  shall  redeem? 
Not  till  we  plant  with  pious  toil. 
On  Sabbaths,  in  the  moral  soil, 

The  law  of  God  supreme.  P.  M. 

min  harmony  with  Heaven's  peace, 
Sabbath's  deep  repose  descends, 
From  toil  the  weary  to  release, 

The  sordid  draw  from  worldly  ends. 
Lord  !  let  devotion  fill  our  hearts. 
Ere  time's  serenest  day  departs. 

2  Best,  worshipers !  and  pray  and  sing, 

To  the  Healer  of  all  woes, 
From  whose  exhaustless,  balmy  spring 

Consolation  ever  flows. 
Here  will  the  burthened  spirit  gain 
Courage,  all  trials  to  sustain. 

3  Thine,  Father!   is  the  mighty  will. 

And  Thine  the  gracious  pow'1 


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The  tumults  of  the  mind  to  .still. 

In  sorrow's  stormy  hour. 
Ner  e'er  unsolaced  shall  they  grieve, 
Who  righteously  Thy  word  receive. 

4  0  God  !  let  passion's  flood  recede 

From  Thy  hallowed  dwelling-place, 
Lest  from  the  soul  Thy  moral  creed 

Its  wild  current  may  efface  ; 
And  from  that  inner  temple  sweep 
The  statutes  we  should  therein  keep. 

5  Hear  us  !  when  we  uplift  our  hands 

In  fervent  supplication, 
That  Thou  wilt  bless  and  speed  all  plans 

For  freedom's  preservation  ; 
And  o'er  the  country  of  our  love, 
Let  peace,  the  Sabbath-angel,  move. 

(3  Come,  ye  afflicted  and  forlorn ! 

To  this  consecrated  shrine, 
Where  e'en  the  breast  by  anguish  torn 

Care  forgets  in  rest  divine — 
In  the  fullness  of  devotion, 
Merging  every  sad  emotion.  p.  M, 


mNow  let  the  hand  of  toil  suspend 
Its  daily  task  severe, 
And  youth  and  age  their  voices  blend, 
In  glad  and  grateful  prayer. 

2  Behold!  the  Sabbath  sun  appears 

Beneficient  and  bright, 
As  if  it  drew  from  higher  spheres 
A  part  of  Mercy's  light ! 


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3  Pause  ye,  whom'  sordid  schemes  engross  ; 

In  virtue's  balance  weighed, 

Your  present  gain  is  future  loss, 

Your  substance  but  a  shade. 

4  And  ye,  whom  pleasure  can  beguile, 

From  piety  to  stray, 
Pause  !  and  'gainst  her  hollow  smile, 
God's  awful  frown  array. 

5  Come  hither,  ye  by  sorrow  bowed! 

For  pure  and  earnest  prayer 
Hath  power  to  dispel  each  cloud. 
Of  mortal  grief  and  care. 

6  The  mourner's  failing  hope  revives, 

Beneath  that  sacred  dome, 
Where  faith  divine  a  promise  gives, 

Of  Sabbaths  yet  to  come.  r.  M. 


m   Praise  the  Lord  God,  the  glorious 
Supreme  ! 

Whose  Sabbath  we  the  highest  gift  esteem, 
By  His  munificence  on  man  bestowed, 
Since  first  on  earth  the  fount  of  mercy 
flowed. 

2  Praise  the  ineffable,  eternal  One  ! 
Whose  holy  will  with  rev'rence  should  be 

done, 

Who  to  angelic  hosts  proclaimed  on  high, 
This  day  for  ever  shall  ye  sanctify  ! 

3  0  crowning  evidence  of  love  and  grace  ! 
0  best  of  blessings  to  the  human  race  ! 
Shall  we  thy  lustre  dim  by  deeds  impure, 
Seeking  some  worldly  treasure  to  secure. 


16' 


1  Let  it  not  be  !  Let  feeling,  thought,  and 

word, 

With  this  day's  sweet  serenity  accord  ; 
In  vain  the  hand  its  daily  task  foregoes, 
If  the  mind  labors  and  rejects  repose. 

5  There  is  a  soil  within  that  culture  needs — 
A  moral  field  o'errun  with  evil  weeds— 
These  to  extract,  this  holy  time  employ, 
Lest  they  the  growth  of  righteousness 
destroy. 

ft  Be  this,  0  Israel!  your  sacred  task. 
And  not  in  vain  shall  ye  God's  blessing 

ask ; 

Sing  hallelujahs,  children  of  His  choice, 
And  in  the  Sabbath  of  the  Lord  rejoice. 

p.  M. 


EZEKIEL,  xx.,  v.  20. 

m  Hallow  my  Sabbaths!  Will  Israel  respond, 
With  filial  delight,  to  his  Father's 

command  ? 

Or  sever  by  trespass  the  holiest  bond 
That  ever  was  signed  by  His  merciful 
hand? 

2  Hallow  rny  Sabbaths!   Elect bf  all  nations, 
The  voice  of  the  prophet  is  lifted  in 

vain  ; 
Earth  taketh  from  heaven  your  vows  and 

oblations, 

Your  prayer  is  for  power — your  precept 
is  gain. 


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3  Hallow  my  Sabbaths  !  Can  Jeshurun 

falter, 
When  God  for  a  single  days  sacrifice 

pleads  ? 

Void  is  the  temple,  and  vacant  the  altar, 
The  world's  profane  service  His  worship 

impedes. 

4  Hallow  my  Sabbaths  !   The  hand  of  life's 

dial 

Moves  rapidly  on,  in  its  limited  sphere, 
While  faith  keeps  her  eye  on  that  hour  of 

trial, 
When  man  must  his  soul  to  Omnipotence 

bear. 

5  Hallow  my   Sabbaths  !    By   this  ye   shall 

merit, 
With  angels  in  bright  convocation  to 

meet, 

The  kingdom  of  Heaven  for  e'er  to  inherit, 
And  sing  with  the  saints  before  God's 

mercy-seat.  p.  M. 

Prepare  an(i  purify  my  heart, 

Thou  who  receivest  mortal  prayer  ! 

Its  Sabbath-thoughts  to  set  apart 
From  every  worldly  hope  and  fear. 

2  Oh  !  lead  my  spirit  far  away, 

From  evil  haunts  of  human-kind  ; 
Withdraw  it  from  the  fragile  clay, 

In  which  Thou  hast  its  light  enshrined. 

3  Let  not  Thy  servant  pass  un  blest, 

From  mercy's  hallowed  dwelling-place  : 


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There,  when  my  frailties  are  contest. 
Give  me  assurance  of  Thy  grace,     p.  M. 

Rest  for  the  Lord  !   The  work  is  done, 
That  order  out  of  chaos  brought, 

Gave  to  the  firmament  a  sun, 

To  man — the  glorious  light  of  thouy/ti. 

2  Rest  for  the  new- created  globe  ! 

Forth  went  the  law  of  love  divine, 
And  peace  put  on  her  purest  robe, 
And  smiling  stood  at  Eden's  shrine. 

3  Brighter  the  flower-altar  grew, 

As  there  the  Sabbath-angel  prayed, 
That  her  own  spirit  might  imbue 
All  that  by  Mercy  had  been  made. 

4  But  when  serenity  departs, 

Arid  sin  has  closed  its  golden  gate  ; 
When  thorns  spring  up  in  human  hearts, 
And  tears  reveal  man's  altered  state : 

5  Most  sensibly  will  sons  of  earth, 

(Of  costly  knowledge  once  possest,) 
Appreciate  the  real  worth 
Of  hallowed  periodic  rest. 

6  0  ye  !  whose  paradise  is  found, 

Not  where  the  leaves  of  truth  expand, 
But  where  the  fruits  of  wealth  abound, 
Remember  Heaven's  great  command. 

7  Six  days  to  labor  ye  may  give, 

But  on  the  seventh  shall  repose, 
That  in  the  land  ye  long  may  live, 
Which  with  God's  bounty  overflows. 


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8  Fulfilled — ye  shall  in  .spheres  above, 
(Where  centuries  like  hours  roll,) 
Enjoy  the  gift  of  perfect  love— 

Th'  eternal  Sabbath  of  the  soul.        p.  M. 


Praise  to  the  God  of  nations  sing, 

Who  in  sublime  repose, 
Bade  Sabbath  into  being  spring, 

Creation's  work  to  close. 

\L  The  solace  which  this  day  of  rest 

To  suff  ring  mortals  brings, 
Must  take  from  ev'ry  troubled  breast 
The  sharpest  of  its  stings. 

3  Banished  from  Eden,  and  bereaved 

By  guilt  of  all  its  fiow'rs, 
Oh  !  how  would  toiling  man  have  grieved, 
But  for  these  hallowed  hours. 

4  Yet,  oh  !  beware,  lest  sin  once  more 

In  God's  own  temple  creep, 
And  tempt  thy  spirit  as  before, 
When  faith  was  lulled  to  sleep. 

5  Though  now  the  proffered  fruit  be  gold, 

Turn  from  the  gift  away, — 
For  this,  immortal  souls  are  sold 
On  Heaven's  holy  day. 

6  Upon  thy  conscience  leave  no  stain, 

So  durable  and  deep, 
As  that  of  giving  up  to  gain 

The  Sabbath  angels  keep.  p.  M. 


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VII.  FESTIVAL  HYMNS. 


1.    NEW    YEAR. 


2 


Between  the  past  and  future  year, 
We  pause  awhile  in  our  career, 

Two  voices  to  attend  ; 
One  speaks  of  life,  and  light,  and  bloom, 
One  warns  us  of  the  unseen  tomb, 

To  which  all  must  descend. 

Experience  and  hope  thus  stand, 
Addressing  all  the  human  band, 

As  on  they  swiftly  speed  ; 
Young  pilgrims  but  the  promise  hear, 
That  time  in  every  coming  year 

Will  but  to  pleasure  lead. 


o  Few,  even  of  maturest  age, 

Can  that  grave  wisdom  long  engage, 

Which  for  reflection  calls  ; 
Still  blind  and  rash,  they  forward  pass, 
The  last  few  minutes  of  their  glass 

Wasting  in  mirth's  gay  halls. 

4  Oh!  listen  to..  the  warning  tone, 

In  sorrow  sent  from  mem'ry's  throne, 

Ye  children  of  the  dust  ! 
No  falsehood  rests  upon  the  tongue, 
That  counsels  both  the  old  and  young, 

In  God  alone  to  trust. 

5  Oh  !  what  a  crowd  of  by-gone  things, 
Home  to  the  heart  remembrance  brings, 

At  our  annual  feast  ; 


17: 


Many  with  smiles  their  kindred  greet, 
Some  weeping,  show  each  vacant  seat 
Once  filled  by  friends  deceased. 

6  Look  round  on  nature's  varied  scene, 
What  chequered  objects  lie  between 

The  cradle  and  the  bier — 
The  sunbeam  and  the  stormy  cloud. 
The  wedding-raiment  and  the  shroud 

Sadden,  by  turns,  and  cheer. 

7  Now  on  that  inner  being  gaze, 
Where  passion  oft  its  shadow  lays 

On  all  that  once  was  bright ; 
Where  pride  so  frequently  expels 
That  love  in  which  God's  likeness  dwells, 

Reflecting  moral  light. 

8  Remember  that  a  day,  an  hour, 
May  place  beyond  all  mortal  pow'r 

Forgiveness  to  bestow  ; 
Let  not  the  New  Year's  sun  decline, 
Ere  ye  have  vowed  before  this  shrine 

Resentment  to  forego. 

9  Put  off  each  ling'ring  weakness  now, 

Faith  will  your  minds  with  strength  endow, 

Self-conquest  to  achieve  ; — 
Will  give  you  fortitude  to  bear 
The  chastenings,  frequent  -and  severe, 

Ye  may  on  earth  receive. 

10  Oh  !  then  shall  Mercy's  hand  record 
That  blessed,  that  benignant  word  : 

Pardon  to  sinful  man  ! 
Whose  soul,  triumphant  o'er  decay, 
To  that  world  shall  direct  its  way, 

Which  knows  no  annual  span.  P.  M. 


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IT:; 


Into  the  tomb  of  ages  past 
Another  year  hath  now  been  cast : 
Shall  time,  unheeded,  take  its  flight, 
Nor  leave  one  ray  of  moral  light, 
That  on  man's  pilgrimage  may  shine, 
And  lead  his  soul  to  spheres  divine  ? 

2  Ah  !  which  of  us,  if  self-reviewed. 
Can  boast  unfailing  rectitude? 
Who  can  declare  his  wayward  will 
More  prone  to  righteous  deeds  than  ill'.' 
Or,  in  his  retrospect  of  life, 

No  traces  find  of  passion's  strife? 

3  A  "still  small  voice,"  as  time  departs. 
Bids  us  inspect  our  secret  hearts, 
Whose  hidden  depths  too  oft  contain 
Some  spot,  which  suffered  to  remain, 
Will  (slight  at  first)  by  sad  neglect 
The  hue  of  vice  at  last  reflect . 

4  With  firm  resolve  your  bosoms  nerve 
The  God  of  truth  alone  to  serve, 
Speech,  thought,  and  act  to  regulate. 
By  what  His  perfect  laws  dictate ; 
Nor  from  His  sanctuary  stray, 

By  worldly  idols  lured  away. 

5  Peace  to  the  house  of  Israel ! 
May  joy  within  it  ever  dwell ! 
May  sorrow  on  the  opening  year, 
Forgetting  its  accustomed  tear, 
With  smiles  again  fond  kindred  meet, 
With  hopes  revived  the  festal  greet ! 

p.  M. 

Morn  breaks  upon  Moriah's  height: 
A  father  and  his  onlv  son 


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There  bow  towards  the  rising  light, 
And  humbly  say,  God's  will  be  done! 

'2  With  trembling  hand  but  faithful  heart. 

The  sire  binils  his  sinless  boy, 
Prepared  with  that  sweet  pledge  to  part, 
Which  he  who  lent  would  now  destroy, 

3  On  Sarah  most  his  thoughts  were  bent, 

When  she  no  more  should  meet  her 

child; 

But  mourn  within  her  lonely  tent 
For  him,  the  pure,  the  undetiled. 

4  Yet  firmly  Abram  grasps  the  blade: 

But  e'er  the  fatal  stroke  descends, 
A  beam  hath  round  the  victim  played, 
An  angel  o'er  the  altar  bends : 

5  Forbear !  the  test  of  faith  is  o'er ! 

Unbind  the  sacrificial  cord ! 
Yon  Heav'n  provided  ram  secure, 
To  bleed  and  burn  before  the  Lord. 

6  Blow,  blow  the  trumpet  of  gladness  now ! 

God's  clemency  and  love  confess! 

Who  hath  fulfilled  His  solemn  vow, 

In  Isaac's  seed  the  earth  to  bless. 

P.  M, 

-1  0 1    Look  down,  0  God  !  with  gracious  eye 

On  Thy  worshipers  contrite ! 
And  let  each  penitential  sigh, 
Thy  compassion  now  excite. 
When  we  Thy  sanctuary  seek, 
In  solemn  prayer,  with  spirit  meek, 
Past  transgressions  to  declare. 


No  judge  relentless  wilt  Thou  prow. 
But  with  a  father's  boundless  love. 
Pardon  grant  on  this  New  Year. 

2  Look  down  in  mercy,  mighty  King  ! 

Upon  our  domestic  spheres- 
Remove  from  these  whate'er  may  bring 

Remorse  in  our  future  years. 
From  our  beloved  home-circles  keep 
The  shadows  dark  and  sorrows  de»-p. 

Encountered  in  life's  career. 
Banish  from  there"  all  passions  stern. 
And  to  the  course  of  virtue  turn 

Our  hearts  on  this  New  Year. 

?>  Look  down  upon  this  city,  Lord  ! 

And  all  danger  and  distress 
From  its  remotest  limits  ward, 

With  parental  tenderness. 
Increase,  kind  Providence  !  the  store 
Of  the  honest,  laboring  poor, 

Who  in  mind  Thy  statutes  bear ; 
Relieve  the  son's  of  want  and  woe, 
That  tears  may  not  be  seen  to  flow 

On  the  birth  of  this  New  Year. 

4  Look  down  and  bless,  eternal  King ! 

Thy  holy  habitation, 
Where  sinners  to  Thy  altar  cling, 

In  contrite  supplication. 
Not  for  ourselves  alone  we  pray — 
For  fellow-creatures  gone  astray 

We  implore  forgiveness  here! 
0  God  !  when  we  depart  from  hence, 
In  heaven  may  our  soul  commence 

Immortality's  New  Year.  P.  M. 


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2.  DAY   OF  ATONEMENT. 

'I  GO    My  heart  is  bared  to  Thee,  0  Lord  ! 
-^        Rebellions  oft  against  Thy  laws  : 
My  frailties  justice  must  record, 
But.  oh  !   let  mercy  plea.d  my  cause. 

'2  That  angel  finds  a  saving  grace, 

Where  sterner  truth  but  guilt  descries  ; 
Her  shrine  is  still  a  sheltering  place, 
To  which  the  trembling  sinner  flies. 


0 

O 


To  other  gods  I've  gone  astray, 
Idols  of  man's  own  fabrication, 

Riches  and  fame,  that  flee  away, 
And  leave  the  soul  in  desolation. 

4  I've  dwelt  with  unrelenting  stress, 

Upon  my  neighbor's  lightest  sin, 
And  looked  with  partial  tenderness 
Upon  the  deeper  taint  within. 

5  Proud,  covetous,  vindictive,  vain,  « 

Thy  contrite  servant  oft  hath  been ; 
Yet  from  Thy  chast'ning  rod  refrain, 
0  God  !  and  let  me  pardon  win. 

6  Thus  have  I  rent  the  flimsy  veil, 

That  hid  my  heart's  deformity, 
Not  yet  beyond  salvation's  pale, 

If  mercy  will  but  plead  for  me.       P.  M. 


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Lord  of  the  world  !  when  I  behold 
The  ling'ring  shadows  of  the  night, 

Far,  far  from  the  horizon  rolled, 
By  the  effulgent  source  of  light- 


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•o 

o 


Cheered  is  my  soul,  howe'er  oppressed  ; 

For  thus  it  trusts  will  mercy's  ray 
Shine  on  the  penitential  breast, 

And  chase  the  clouds  of  sin  away. 

Yet,  while  my  eye  from  nature  takes 
A  token  that  may  hope  convey, 

A  secret  dread  my  spirit  shakes, 
0  God  !  upon  this  fearful  day, 

4  The  mourner's  dust  should  strew  my  head, 

The  shroud  my  fitting  raiment  prove ; 
For  now  my  sentence  must  be  read 
By  the  eternal  Judge  above. 

5  Woe,  woe  is  me  !  the  Vain,  the  proud, 

The  votary  of  idle  mirth  ; 
E'en  as  a  bulrush  am  I  bowed, 
By  conscious  frailty  to  the  earth. 

6  Peace,  mortal  man  I  nor  in  despair 

Forget  there  is  a  mighty  Hand, 
Which  can  redemption's  standard  rear, 
And  break  corruption's  iron  band. 

7  But,  oh  !  if  thou  wouldst  grace  entreat 

Of  Him  who  rends  the  yoke  of  sin, 
That  mercy  let  thy  brother  meet, 

Which  thou  wouldst  from  thy  Father  win. 

8  The  wicked  Thou  wilt  not  forsake, 

Almighty  Sovereign  and  Sire  ! 
But  from  their  hearts  defilement  shake, 
And  love  of  purity  inspire. 

0  Shepherd  of  Israel !  Thy  rod 

Hath  driven  us  from  Zion's  fold  ; 
Let  us,  through  righteousness,  0  God ! 

The  better  land  of  faith  behold.  p.  M, 


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178 

Eternal  love  is  Thine,  0  God  ! 
Oh  !  let  me  not  in  error  stray. 

j    i 

But  chasten  with  a  gentle  rod, 

And  lead  me  back  to  virtue's  way. 

2  With  penitential  tears  I  weep, 

Turn  not  away,  in  wrath,  Thy  face  ; 
Awake  my  soul  from  sinful  sleep, 
And  purify  it  by  Thy  grace. 

3  Thou,  who  canst  heal  the  broken  heart, 

Will  hear  the  suppliant's  prayer  ; 
Thy  truth,  Thy  goodness,  oh  !  impart : 
Almighty,  take  me  to  Thy  care  ! 

C.  D.  L.  H. 


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K  Father  of  mercies  !  on  this  morning, 

Trembling  I  stand  before  Thy  shrine. 
Appalled  by  conscience,  whose  fore- 
warning 

Sternly  prefigures  wrath  divine, 
Whose  bolt,  (forgiving  as  Thou  art,) 
Hath  stricken  oft  the  -sinful  heart. 

2  Yet,  though  opprest  with  shame  and 

terror, 

Freely  will  I  to  Thee  expose 
Each  foible  and  each  flagrant  error, 

That  from  unbridled  passion  grows, 
Though  from  Omniscience  none  may 

screen 
Guilt,  that  no  mortal  eye  hath  seen. 

3  But,  0  my  Judge  and  Benefactor ! 

What  trespass  shall  be  first  proclaimed  ? 
The  slander  of  the  base  detractor, 

Whose  shaft  at  more  than  life  is  aimed, 


That  e'er  with  jealousy  conspires, 
To  mar  what  all  the  world  admires? 

4  Or,  from  inv  manifold  offences, 

'  »> 

Shall  I  that  scornful  pride  select, 
Which  all  its  love  in  self  condenses, 

And  will  no  social  tie  respect, 
Frustrating  thus  Thy  gracious  end, 
In  fellowship  mankind  to  blend  ? 

5  Eternal  Sovereign  !  Sire  supreme  ! 

When  I  Thy  glory  should  promote, 
My  powers  to  some  worldly  scheme 

Unrighteously  do  I  devote, 
And  e'en  Thy  Sabbaths  oft  profane, 
Some  selfish  object  to  attain. 

6  Alas !  were  all  these  faults  forgiven, 

So  many  would  remain  untold, 
That  to  despair  I  should  be  driven, 

Did  I  not  in  remembrance  hold 
Thy  mercy,  from  creation's  birth, 
Dispensed  to  sinners  upon  earth. 

'  Oh  !  mav  that  shield  of  the  offender, 

(/ 

On  this  great  judgment-day  arise, 
And  prompt  Thee,  Father  !  to  surrender 

The  scourge,  uplifted  to  chastise  ! 
Thy  boundless  grace  for  me  shall  ope 
The  gates  of  pardon,  peace,  and  hope. 

P.  M, 


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Comfort  ye,  0  Israel !  and  lift  no  more 
The  voice  of  trembling  and  of  tribu- 
lation ; 
But  songs  of  gladness  and  thanksgiving 

pour 

To  Him  who  hears  and  answers 
supplication. 

2  Comfort  ye,  frail  transgressors  !  Hence 

depart, 
Cheered  by  the  belief  that  He  who 

reigns  above, 

Will  to  himself  draw  every  contrite  heart 
With  the  soft  chords  of  pure,  paternal 

love. 

3  But  ere  ye  from  this  holy  place  retreat, 

Vow,  firmly  vow,  before  the  throne  of 

Heaven, 

That  ye  will  never  more  those  sins  repeat 
Which  God,  in  mercy,  hath  this  day 

forgiven. 

4  Turn  to  your  home !   But,  oh !   remember 

there 

The  pious  purposes  here  meditated ! 
Let  each  man's  dwelling  be  a  house  of 

prayer, 

To  peace,  to  love,  to  justice  consecrated. 

p.  M. 


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I 


2 


3.  TABERNACLES. 

How  desolate  thy  fields  and  vales, 
0  Palestine  !  once  fair  and  free  — 

No  reaper-train  the  harvest  hails 
With  hymns  to  Israel's  Deity. 

The  torch  hath  been  upon  thy  sheaf, 
The  brand  upon  thy  fruitful  vine, 

And  thou  art  like  a  withered  leaf, 
Hurled  to  the  dust  by  wrath  divine. 

3  No  more  upon  thy  blighted  soil 

The  tents  of  all  the  tribes  arise  ; 
Thou  art  indeed  a  prey  and  spoil  — 

Thy  crown  and  sceptre  Ishmael's  prize. 

4  Afar  we  tabernacles  rear, 

And  seek  a  righteous  substitute, 

In  grateful  praise  and  godly  prayer, 

For  offerings  of  grain  and  fruit. 

5  Myrtles  and  willows  we  entwine, 

And  palm  and  fairer  citron  bring. 
Creations  of  one  Hand  divine, 

From  which  all  nature's  blessings 
spring. 

6  And  as  we  thus  together  place 

Inodorous  and  fragrant  boughs, 
So  mingle,  too,  the  human  race, 

Whom  God  with  diverse  gifts  endows. 


7 


Our  habitations  we  forsake 

For  booths,  whose  open  roofs  reveal 
That  heaven,  to  whose  Lord  we  make 

Our  first  address  and  last  appeal. 


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8  Such  change  the  pious  soul  prepares 

For  final  passage  to  the  grave, 
Whence  it  may  reach  immortal  spheres, 
Where  saints  the  palm  of  glory  wave  ! 

9  0  Thou  !  whose  presence  glorified 

Our  pilgrim  fathers'  desert-tents, 
Let  truth  be  now  our  angel-guide. 

And  light  to  Israel  dispense  !  p.  M. 

1  QO  Praise  the  Counselor  supreme  I 

Oh  !  praise  the  Judge  divine  ' 
Who  deigned  Judah  to  redeem,  ' 

With  wonder,  word,  and  sign. 
Feeble  must  all  language  prove, 

His  glories  to  rehearse, 
Tokens  of  whose  boundless  love 

Make  glad  the  universe. 

2  Led  from  Egypt's  servile  sodr 

Our  sires  (a  pilgrim  band) 
Trackless  wilds  securely  trod 

To  Canaan's  vine-clad  land. 
Frail  the  tent,  but  firm  the  trust, 

Of  Israel  that  day  ; 
For,  through  desert-clouds  of  dust, 

He  still  saw  Mercy's  ray. 

3  Lost  to  us  is  that  blessed  soil 

Whose  trees  shed  fragrant  tears ; 
But  the  Hand  that  wrought  the  spoil. 

Fresh  drops  of  balm  prepares. 
Genial  now,  as  in  the  past, 

Are  beam,  and  breeze,  and  dew. 
Which,  for  toiling  man's  repast, 

The  harvest-fruits  renew. 


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4  Now,  on  freedom's  rock  sublime, 

God's  moral  law  is  read; 
Now,  as  in  the  elder  time, 

The  wilderness  yields  bread. 
Set  your  tabernacles  up, 

Ye  righteous  Hebrews !  here, 
Sanctify  your  sweetened  cup 

With  sacred  song  and  prayer. 

5  In  life's  wilderness,  man's  fame 

A  transient  booth  appears, 
Where  the  soul,  that  from  God  came, 

Dwells  for  a  few  brief  years. 
Lord  !  when  from  this  fabric  slight 

My  spirit  shall  remove, 
Guide  it  Thou  to  heaven's  height. 

The  promised  land  of  love  !  P.  M. 


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Rude  are  the  tabernacles  now 
Of  Israel's  scattered  band  ; 

Still  to  the  East  the  faithful  bow, 
And  bless  their  fatherland. 

Oh !  save  us,  we  beseech  Thee,  Lord ! 

Through  every  chance  and  change 
adored. 

2  Oh  !  when  we  think  of  Palestine. 

Whose  consecrated  dust 
Once  bore  the  hallowed  ark  and  shrine 

Of  Judah's  only  Trust : 
We  mourn  to  mark  the  stranger  there, 
Who  only  mocks  the  Hebrew's  prayer. 

3  Wake  ye,  who  in  the  deadly  sleep 

Of  self-delusion  lie  ! 


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Arise  !  or  ye  may  live  to  weep 

The  time  now  passing  by. 
Save  us,  0  everlasting  Lord  ! 
Thy  aid  against  remorse  afford, 

4  Let  us  re-open  mercy's  law, 

And  in  our  bosoms  lock 
Precepts,  that  humble  hearts  shall  draw 

Towards  salvation's  rock ; 
Praises  to  heaven's  supreme  Lord, 
Who  did  this  sovereign  gift  accord  ! 

P.  M, 


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Of  Heaven's  bounties  let  us  sing, 

That,  countless  as  the  stars  above, 
Through  all  the  varied  seasons  spring 

From  the  eternal  Source  of  love  ! 
Mirrored  alike  on  vale  and  mount, 

Are  images  of  Grace  benign  ; 
Fields,  moistened  o'er  by  Mercy's  fount, 

To  yield  the  reaper  wheat  and  wine. 

2  In  spring,  the  whisp'ring  breezes  give 

God's  gracious  message  to  the  earth, 
That  languid  nature  shall  revive, 

And  all  that's  beautiful  have  birth. 
Brief  the  life-time  of  the  flowers  ; 

But  scarcely  have  these  passed  away, 
When  the  autumnal  harvest-hours 

Come  to  atone  for  their  decay. 

3  Shall  lab'ring  man  on  fallen  leaves 

Bestow  his  unavailing  tears, 
When  on  their  ruin  rise  the  sheaves 
Whose  golden  grain  his  spirit  cheers? 


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lo  !  joyously  lie  then  should  lil 

His  grateful  heart  to  God  in  prayer, 
Who  to  the  season  suits  the  gift, 
But  ne'er  suspends  a  parent's  care. 

4  With  moral  providence,  likewise, 

Let  beings  of  this  world  prepare 
'Gainst  days  when  youth's  bright  verdure 

dies, 

And  life  is  like  the  waning  year. 
For  then  shall  virtue  vegetate, 

And  flourish  on  the  inner  ground ; 
Joy  shall  the  reaper  animate, 

Within  whose  tents  its  fruits  are  found. 

P.  M. 


101    How  great,  how  pure  is  rny  delight, 
•'•"•        Thee  to  serve  and  praise,  0  Lord  ! 
Thy  wondrous  judgements  to  recito, 

Thy  kind  precepts  to  record. 
Let  my  career  be  sanctified 

From  this  day  by  godly  deeds, 
And  through  that  path  my  footsteps  guide 
Which  to  thy  own  kingdom  leads. 


2 


With  spiritual  manna,  Thou 

Craving  hearts  hast  e'er  sustained  :  — 
Nourish  with  two-fold  portion  now 

Those  whose  moral  .strength  was  waned. 
Again,  again,  0  gracious  King  ! 

By  Thy  mild,  paternal  grace 
Am  I  allowed  to  pray  and  sing 

In  Thy  blessed  dwelling-place. 


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3  Oh  !  that  my  thoughts  were  like  ray 

theme, 

Holy,  glorious,  and  pure  ; 
That  they  would  with  reflected  beam, 

Come  from  Thee  and  to  Thee  soar  ! 
Alas  !  but  half  immortal  here, 

The  soul  no  power  can  boast, 
Of  sending  on  the  wings  of  prayer, 

Thoughts  that  glorify  Thee  most. 

4  Yet  even  prayer  from  lips  defiled, 

With  indulgence  have  been  heard — 
On  the  suppliant  Thou  hast  smiled, 

Who  with  tears  his  plea  preferred. 
Me  Thou  never  hast  rejected, 

When  towards  Thy  mercy-seat 
'  Faith  my  spirit  hath  directed, 

Thy  forgiveness  to  entreat. 

5  With  what  can  we  compare  the  joy, 

Lord  !  of  tending  at  Thy  shrine. 
The  rapture,  free  from  all  alloy, 

Of  a  service  so  divine  ? 
Oh !  grant  our  lives  through  future  years 

One  long  festival  may  prove, 
And  we  from  seeds  first  sown  in  tears, 

Fruits  may  reap  of  peace  and  love. 

P.  M. 


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4.  FEAST  OF  DEDICATION. 

Great  Arbiter  of  human  fate, 
Whose  glory  ne'er  decays, 

To  Thee  alone  we  dedicate 
The  song  and  soul  of  praise. 


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2  Tliy  presence  Judah's  host  inspired, 

On  danger's  post  to  rush; 
By  Thee  the  Maccabee  was  fired, 
Idolatry  to  crush. 

3  Amid  the  ruins  of  their  land, 

(In  Salem's  sad  decline,) 
Stood  forth  a  brave  but  scanty  band 
To  battle  for  their  shrine. 

4  In  bitterness  of  soul  they  wept, 

Without  the  temple  wall ; 
For  weeds  around  its  courts  had  crept, 
And  foes  its  priests  enthral. 

5  Not  long  to  vain  regrets  they  yield, 

But  for  their  cherished  fane, 
Nerved  by  true  faith  they  take  the  field, 
And  victory  obtain. 

0  But  whose  the  power,  whose  the  hand, 

Which  thus  to  triumph  led 
That  slender  but  heroic  band, 
From  which  blasphemers  fled  ? 

7  'Twas  Thine,  0  everlasting  King 

And  universal  Lord  ! 
Whose  wonder  still  thy  servants  sing, 
Whose  mercies  they  record. 

8  The  priest  of  God  his  robe  resumed, 

When  Israel's  warlike  guide 
The  sanctuary's  lamp  relumed, 
Its  altar  purified. 

9  Oh  !  thus  shall  Mercy's  hand  delight 

To  cleanse  the  blemished  heart, 
Rekindle  virtue's  waning  light, 

And  peace  and  truth  impart.  P.  M. 


188 


JQO  God  dwells  in  light! 

.LUI.J    jjjs  fjrst  commanding  word  on  earth, 
Which  at  creation's  glorious  birth 

O 

Resounded,  was:   "Let  there  be  light!" 

The  sun-lit  beam 

His  tender  stream. 
Of  love  a  symbol  clear  and  bright. 

2  God  dwells  in  light ! 
Upon  the  lucid  paths  of  life, 
Redeemed  from  error,  inward  strife, 
Let  us  proceed  by  wisdom  led  ; 

In  happiness 
And  in  distress, 
The  light  of  God  be  on  us  shed  ! 

3  God  dwells  in  light ! 

A  holy,  heav'nly  spark  in  trust 
He  gave  to  ev'ry  child  of  dust, 
Prepared  by  Him,  th'  Eternal  One ; 

A  brilliant  ray 

To  shine  by  day, 
But  not  to  set  when  life  is  gone. 

4  God  dwells  in  light ! 

He  broke  the  sinner's  mighty  hand, 
And  crushed  the  despot's  haughty  band. 
In  glorious  days  of  olden  time; 

And  ne'er  to  wane 

In  Israel's  fane 
Rekindled  was  His  light  sublime. 

5  God  dwells  in  light ! 

In  Him,  oh  !  let  us  now  rejoice, 
And  raise  to  him  the  heart  and  voice, 
Who  worketh  wonders  evermore  ; 


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The  guiltless  tear 
With  light  to  cheer, 
He  changeth  not,  our  God  of  yore ! 

6  God  dwells  in  light ! 

He  touched  the  champions'  pious  hearts 
With  fire,  that  courage  e'er  imparts, 
For  faith  above  all*  time  and  space  ! 
Guard  truth  and  love, 
Sent  from  above — 

Thou'lt  triumph  then,  God's  priestly  race! 

M.  M. 


m   Arise  !  let  the  souls  of  the  Hebrews 
rejoice, 
As  they  glorify  God  with  the  heart  and 

the  voice, 
Who  with  power  sublime  the  oppressor 

did  crush, 

As  He  led  the  bold  Maccabee  onward  to 
rush. 

2  When  idolatry  darkened  that  beautiful 

land, 
Thy  spirit  inspired  and  nerved  a  brave 

band,— 
Nor  long  did  the  cloud  their  loved  temple 

surround, 
For  a  mighty  Hand  Judah  with  victory 

crowned. 

3  Then  th'  altar  so  sullied  by  blasphemy's 

breath, 

Became  holy  and  pure  'neath  the  conquer- 
or's wreath ; 


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And  the  nations  of  Grod  clung  around  the 

lov'd  shrine, 
From  their  foes  thus  released  by  Thy 

mercy  divine. 

4  How  bright  o'er  her  ruins  shone  Sal  em's 

lone  star, 

As  the  Maccabee  proudly  came  forth  from 
the  war ! 

And  from  many  brave  hearts  did  thanks- 
giving ascend, 

As  they  gathered  before  their  own  altar 
to  bend. 

5  Great  Grod  of  the  faithful !  unto  Thee, 

Thee  alone, 
Must  we  bow  in  submission  before  Thy 

great  throne  ; 
For  Thou,  0  Creator !  in  Thy  mercy  wilt 

save 
And  redeem  ev'ry  soul  from  the  gloom  of 

the  grave.  c.  M.  c. 


5.  FEAST  OF  ESTHER. 

Almighty  Grod!  Thy  special  grace, 

In  seasons  of  distress, 
Hath  ever,  by  the  Hebrew  race, 

Been  gratefully  confest. 

2  When  lots  were  cast,  with  evil  aim, 

Thy  people  to  destroy, 
From  Thee  the  great  decision  came 
That  turned  their  tears  to  joy. 


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3  Earth's  mightiest,  at  Thy  decree, 

E'en  to  the  frailest  yield, 
And  Susa's  shore  and  Egypt's  sea 
Proclaim  Thee  Israel's  Shield. 

4  The  mourner  at  the  palace-gate, 

The  maiden  on  the  throne 
Were  bat  the  instruments  of  fate 
To  make  God's  mercy  known. 

5  To  Thee  alone  the  praise  belongs, 

Who,  with  a  father's  hand, 
From  Judah's  race  averts  the  wrongs 
By  adversaries  planned. 

6  Let  proud,  ungodly  men,  elate 

With  triumphs  of  an  hour, 

Remember,  heaven  can  frustrate 

Each  dark  device  of  pow'r. 

7  Sov'reign  of  worlds  !    Thou  wilt  extend 

Thy  sceptre  to  the  just, 
The  rights  of  innocence  defend, 

And  bring  its  foes  to  dust.  p.  M. 

^  Grod  !    To-day  our  joyful  song  of  praise, 

Which  grateful  love  and  piety  attune, 
Unto  Thy  glorious  throne  on  high  we 

raise, 

While  here  with  Thee  devoutly  we 
commune. 

2  Thou  scornest  falsehood,  hatest  vengeful 

plans, 

And  penetratest  all  malignant  hearts  ; 

Thine  all-pervading  eye  the  spirit  scans, 

That  from  religion's  holy  law  departs. 


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3  Pure  innocence,  by  guilt  and  crime 

oppressed, 

Must  often  weep,  by  Thee  unheeded  long; 
While  these  with  fortune's  rev'ling  joys 

are  blessed, 

Affliction,  pain,  and  grief  round  that  will 
throng. 

4  But  when,  at  last,  the  sinner's  cup 

o'erflows, 

Thou  wilt,  0  God!  Thy  justice  yet 

reveal, 

The  deep-laid  schemes  of  crime  it  over- 
throws, 

To  punish  guilt,  and  innocence  to  heal. 

5  Sublime  reward  of  bliss,  thine  all-just  hand 

Will  on  long-suffering  piety  bestow, 
And  virtue's  brilliant  crown  and  golden 

band 
Will  then  adorn  her  calm  and  cheerful 

brow.  M.  M. 


6.  PASSOVER. 

*  *J  •        Source  of  Israel's  salvation  ! 

Whose  power  set  our  fathers  free 

From  Egypt's  task  and  tribulation ; 
Through  ages  shall  their  seed  proclaim 
Their  glorious  Redeemer's  name. 

2  Thy  angel  in  the  pillar  stood, 

Towering,  by  turns,  in  flame  and  cloud, 


3 


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And  bade  the  -winds  pass  o'er  the  flood, 

To  shield  the  meek  and  blast  the  proud  ; 
The  song  of  Miriam  evermore 
Shall  echo  find  from  freedom's  shore% 

Here  every  bosom  holds  a  chord, 
That  to  her  grateful  strain  responds, 

Ascribing  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  can  alone  break  human  bonds. 

Praise  to  the  Guide  of  Israel's  host, 

Who  maketh  vain  the  tyrant's  boast. 

4  Let  every  soul  be  purified 

From  dark  corruption  s  fatal  leaven, 
Nor  in  its  blind  and  stubborn  pride, 

Reject  the  manna  sent  from  heaven — 
The  pure,  sweet  seed  of  revelation, 
By  Mercy  dropt  for  man's  salvation,     p.  M. 


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Oh !  let  us  mingle  heart  and  voice, 

In  unison  let  us  rejoice, 

To  one  great  God  appealing ; 

The  children  of  the  Hebrew  race, 

Who,  tho'  divided  now  by  space, 
Are  linked  by  fate  and  feeling. 
Bondage  hath  ceased, 
And  freedom's  feast 
For  souls  released, 
By  mem'ry  kept, 
Each  chord  hath  swept, 

In  which  her  sacred  music  slept. 


2  The  sword  of  vengeance  flashed  abroad 
The  sceptre  that  became  a  rod 
Has  by  a  rod  been  broken  ; 

13 


104 

The  child  redeemed  from  Nile's  great  flood, 
Has  changed  its  waters  into  blood  ! 
A  warning  and  a  token 

Of  plagues  reserved 

For  those  who  swerved, 

By  power  nerved, 

From  laws  humane, 

And  dared  constrain 
God's  witnesses  to  works  profane  1 

3  The  clime  of  darkness  blacker  grows. 
No  beam  the  worship'd  sun-god  throws 

Within  the  heathen's  palace  ; 
Regardless  of  the  despot's  prayer 
Compell'd  with  trembling  and  with  fear 
To  drain  the  bitter  chalice ; 

Behold  and  praise 

God's  wondrous  ways 

Each  hour  displays ! 

In  contrast  bright 

To  Egypt's  night 
On  Israel's  home  shines  perfect  light. 

4  And  thus  with  concentrated  ray 
On  all  who  heaven's  will  obey, 

Whate'er  may  be  their  station, 
Through  all  the  shadows  cast  by  time, 
Shall  rise  in  lustrous  grace  sublime 
The  blest  star  of  salvation  ! 

The  tyrant's  doom 

In  midnight  gloom, 

From  throne  to  tomb 

On  freedom's  spot 

It  resteth  not : 
Light  to  man's  spirit  there  is  brought. 


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5  Creator  !  Liberator  !  Lord  ! 
Let  peace  to  us  its  palm  accord, 

Twined  with  faith's  pure  evergreen  ; 
Oh  !  bless  the  rulers  of  each  land, 
Who  cause  its  branches  to  expand, 
Its  rare  fruitage  to  be  seen. 
Most  holy  King ! 
Let  Judah  cling 
To  laws  that  spring 
From  Mercy's  seat, 
While  at  Thy  feet 
This  day's  memorial  we  repeat.  r.  M. 

-|QQ    Hallelujah!  Praise  to  Thee, 

lUtf    Mighty  God  of  victory! 

Voice  of  Jacob,  now  repeat 
Paschal  anthems,  loud  and  sweet. 

2  Hallelujah  !  God  hath  bowed 
Hearts  idolatrous  and  proud — 
Whelmed  amid  their  vain  career, 
Courser,  car,  and  charioteer  ! 

3  Hallelujah  !  Let  us  sing, 

Sound  the  tramp,  the  timbrels  ring ! 
Tyrant-kings  shall  never  more 
Scorn  the  God  that  we  adore. 

4  Hallelujah  !  Spear  and  shield 
Vainly  may  the  strongest  wield  ; 
Weak  the  cause  that  virtue  wrongs, 
Triumph  but  to  truth  belongs. 

5  Hallelujah  !  Symbol  bright 
Of  divine,  impartial  light 
Is  the  sun  that  taketh  heed 
Of  the  flower  and  the  weed. 


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6  Hallelujah  !  Even  so 
Mercy  beams  on  all  below  ; 
Nor  to  saints  its  smiles  confines, 
But  on  guilt  forgiving  shines. 

7  Hallelujah  !  Full  and  free 
Swelled  the  Hebrews'  choral  glee, 
As  to  Palestine  they  sped, 

By  the  God  of  battles  led. 

8  Hallelujah  !  May  our  race, 
Heirs  of  promise  and  of  grace, 
Enter  heav'n  beyond  life's  goal, 
Blessed  Canaan  of  the  soul ! 

HALLELUJAH  ! 

P.  M. 

Glory  to  God  !  whose  outstretched  hand 
Hath  smitten  Pharaoh's  mighty  band. 
Let  songs  through  all  the  tribes  resound, 
Ransom  for  Israel  hath  been  found, 
A  refuge  from  the  scourge  and  chain, 
A  shield  from  the  oppressor's  reign. 

2  The  Red  Sea  is  in  triumph  past ; 
Praise  to  the  Ruler  of  the  blast ! 
At  whose  strong  breath  the  waves  rolled  by, 
And  left  the  deep  foundation  dry. 
Behold  the  pride  of  Egypt  checked, 
Her  princes,  priests,  and  warriors  wrecked. 

8  In  vain  to  helpless  gods  they  plead 
For  succor  in  the  hour  of  need ; 
No  providence  like  ours  they  know, 
To  make  the  flood  its  prey  forego. 
Rider  and  steed  in  terror  sink, 
While  Judah  gains  the  desert's  brink. 


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4  Sole  King  of  heaven  and  earth  !  protect 
The  residue  of  Thy  elect ! 
Let  piety  redeem  their  souls, 
Whom  sin  in  fearful  bondage  holds  ! 
0  Israel !   hear  her  angel  tone, 
And  bow  before  One  God  alone  '  p.  M. 


Hallelujah! 

Sing  ever  thus  before  the  Lord. 
0  Israel !  with  one  accord 
His  name  thus  glorify  ; 
Such  tribute  piety  demands 
From  dwellers  in  the  desert  sands, 
And  nations  proud  and  high. 

Hallelujah ! 

2  Hallelujah! 

In  battle,  who  shall  be  our  shield  ? 
By  whom  shall  our  wounds  be  healed, 

But  Thee,  0  God  supreme? 
Saviour,  in  danger  and  distress, 
Who  can  alone  all  wrongs  redress, 

And  man  from  sin  redeem  ! 

Hallelujah! 

3  Hallelujah  ! 

When  before  Judah's  host  He  past, 
Earth  from  its  orb  night's  shadow  cast, 

And  brighter  grew  than  day  ; 
As  changing  to  a  golden  cloud, 
The  moving  columns  dusky  shroud, 

Unveiled  His  glory  lay. 

Hallelujah ! 


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4  Hallelujah! 

On,  on  the  holy  standards  ilew, 
And  victory  the  angel  knew 

Whose  light  her  course  controls  ; 
And  to  the  legions  of  the  Lord 
Gave  liberty — the  blest  reward 

Of  their  confiding  souls. 

Hallelujah  ! 

5  Hallelujah! 

Woe  to  the  courser  and  the  car, 
Struggling  to  stem  the  liquid  bar, 

That  would  their  progress  check  ; 
Woe  to  the  prince,  whose  daring  band, 
Braved  Himt  in  whose  almighty  hand, 

Redemption  lies,  and  wreck. 

Hallelujah ! 

G  Hallelujah! 

And  now  from  the  triumphant  ranks 
Sweet  minstrels  send  melodious  thanks 

To  God,  for  ever  near  ; 
Whose  spirit  like  the  parting  sun, 
Smiled  on  the  work  itself  had  done, 
And  left  a  glory  there. 

Hallelujah ! 

7  Hallelujah! 

When  first  devotion's  heart  was  stirred, 
It  found  a  volume  on  this  word, 
Dropt  from  a  seraph's  tongue  ; 
And,  oh  !  when  life  is  on  the  wane, 
By  faith  shall  this  celestial  strain 

Be  to  man's  spirit  sung. 
•  HALLELUJAH  ! 

p.  M. 


199 

7.  PENTECOST. 

OAO  Let  us  to  prayer !  it  is  the  holy  time, 
&\J  &  "When  Moses  stood  on  Sinai's  mount 

sublime, 

Communing  with  that  uncreated  One, 
Whose  glory  on  his  brow  reflected  shone. 

2  Earth  reeled  in  presence  of  its  mighty 

King, 
From  whom  eternal  truth  and  knowledge 

_  spring ; 
Red  lightnings  quivered  o'er  the  conscious 

sod, 
As  man  revealed  the  graven  laws  of  God. 

3  0  house  of  Jacob !  upon  "  eagles'  wings" 
Triumphant  borne  through  desert 

wanderings ; 
Ye  who  have  been  the  Lord's  peculiar 

choice, 
For  ever  in  that  covenant  rejoice  !  _ 

4  Oh !  treasure  until  life  itself  departs 
Those  precious  statutes  in  your  inmost 

hearts  ! 
Cause  every  member  of  your  household 

band 
Daily  to  meditate  on  each  command ; 

5  Until  the  spirit  of  those  words  divine, 
Sheds  on  their  souls  its  influence  benign  ! 
Blessing  and  curse  are  both  before  ye  set, 
May  ye  the  promise  win,  and  ward  the 

threat !  p.  M. 


200 

Rejoice  in  God,  our  mighty  Rock, 

Whose  promise,  blissful  and  sublime; 
Intrusted  to  his  chosen  flock, 

Will  be  fulfilled  in  future  time, 
And  Israel  with  glory  crown'd, 

Shall  sanctify  His  holy  Name  ; 
His  doctrines  pure  and  truths  profound 

All  earth  will  then  with  joy  proclaim. 

2  "Of  nations  be  thou  mine  elect, 

A  priestly  kingdom  unto  me  ; 

Within  thy  midst  the  fane  erect 
Of  light,  and  truth,  and  charity. 

My  spirit  then  will  ever  rest- 
On  thee,  the  people  of  my  heart ; 

My  word,  our  covenant's  behest, 
Will  never  from  thy  race  depart !" 

3  Thou  hast,  0  Father  !  faithfully 

Kept  that  paternal  covenant, 
Protected  'gainst  calamity 

Arid  cruel  scorn  Thy  chosen  band. 
Hast  been  with  them,  where'er  they 
dwelt, 

And  hearkened,  when  from  bitter  grief 
Before  Thine  altar  down  they  knelt, 

To  supplicate  Thee  for  relief. 

4  Again  we  now  before  Thee  stand, 

0  Grod  of  old  !  with  festal  glee  ; 
Free  children  of  a  glorious  land 

The  covenant  renew  with  Thee. 
For  tho'  deep  error's  heavy  guilt 

Rests  yet  upon  our  heart  and  soul, 
Thy  word's  inheritance  Thou  wilt 

That  we  should  guard  to  life's  last  goal. 


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5  And  when  religion's  victory 

Will  all  the  earth  have  sanctified, 
The  heav'nly  rule  of  charity 

The  hearts  of  mankind  purified  : — 
Then  will  all  o'er  the  world  resound 

Again  that  holy,  awful  word, 
Proclaimed  to  us  on  Sinai's  mount : 

''lam  ill   Eternal  God,  thy  Lord  ! ' 

60And  into  ONE  great  brotherhood 

Thar  call  the  human  race  will  turn  ; 
To  know  Thee  to  be  just  and  good, 

And  love  each  other  they  will  learn 
The  patient  lamb  and  quiet  sheep, 

With  wolves  and  lions  strong  will  play  ; 
And  heav'nly  peace,  serene  and  deep, 

Will  shed  on  earth  its  blissful  ray. 

7  And  all  will  worship  Thee  alone, 

Our  sole  Redeemer,  God,  and  Lord  ! 
Contention  will  no  more  be  known 

On  earth,  enlightened  by  Thy  word. 
All  men,  inspired  by  truth  and  love, 

With  one  accord  will  then  exclaim  : 
"  The  Lord  is  ONE  in  heav'n  above, 

And  ONE  on  earth  His  glorious  Name ! ' 

M.  M. 

We  bring  not  to  our  holy  shrine, 
Gath'rings  like  those  of  Palestine  ; 
No  golden  sheaves,  or  olives  green, 
Or  clustering  grapes  may  there  be  seen  ; 

t 

2  No  harvest-song  is  heard  to  swell, 
Where  Hebrews  in  their  exile  dwell ; 
Yet  mourn  not  Israel  for  this, 
Bring  ye  the  fruits  of  righteousness  ! 


202 

3  Cultivate  virtue's  holy  ground, 
Where  pure  philanthropy  is  found  ; 
That  human  vine  which  in  its  folds, 
With  loving  clasp  its  neighbor  holds. 

4  Let  peace  its  palmy  branches  spread, 
And  charity  its  balm-drops  shed  ; 
Meek  faith  unto  the  altar  bring, 

c5 

And  tears  for  trespass-offering. 

5  Fruits  of  the  spirit  consecrate 

To  God,  supremely  wise  and  great ; 

Reapers  of  grace  shall  ye  then  be 

In  fields  of  immortality.  p.  M. 


VIII.  CONFIRMATION  HYMNS. 


to  my  spirit's  great  delight, 

l  Thy  law  in  childhood  learned, 
When  faith  towards  my  wondering  sight, 

Thine  eternal  tablets  turned  ; 
Showing  with  what  abundant  grace, 

Father  !  Thou  \vith  hand  divine 
Didst  those  great  testimonies  trace, 

Which  now  mark  man's  moral  line. 

2  Young  are  the  lips  that  venture  now. 

.Jn  thy  gracious  presence,  Lord  ! 
To  pronounce  the  solemn  vow, 

Listening  angels  will  record  ; 
Yet  firmly,  freely  we  respond 

Unto  piety's  appeal, 
Now  to  take  on  us  the  bond, 

Under  confirmation's  seal  ! 


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3  As  members  enter  Israel's  fold, 

With  consent  of  heart  and  mind, 
In  fellowship  of  faith  enrolled, 

Until  life  shall  be  resigned  ; 
In  every  clime  beneath  the  sun, 
Loudly  will  we  e'er  proclaim, 
That  the  Lord  our  Grod  is  One  ! 

And  adore  His  holy  name. 

4  Heavenly  Sire  !  watchers  station 

O'er  the  wavering  and  the  weak, 
Who  the  meshes  of  temptation, 

Have  not  strength  enough  to  break  ; 
Oh  !  let  not  sin,  (an  infant  yet 

At  the  threshold  of  the  soul,) 
There  mature,  decoys  to  set, 

All  its  movements  to  control. 

5  Guide  of  innocence !  direct  us 

Onward  to  salvation's  road, 
From  those  passions  still  protect  us, 

Which  e'en  youthful  hearts  corrode. 
Links  of  love  let  us  not  sever, 

By  rude  strife  or  wrathful  words ; 
But  unite  in  kind  endeavor, 

Closer  still  to  bind  its  chords. 

6  Thou  sendest  angels  pure  to  guard 

The  cradles  by  our  mother  rocked, 
These  first  the  gates  of  truth  unbarred, 

And  with  these  in  prayer  we  talked. 
And  when  in  earth's  last  cradle  set, 

The  trembling  soul  would  heav'n  reach, 
These  as  its  holy  guardians  yet 

Shall  the  young  immortal  teach.  P.  M, 


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OA/?  Happy  he  whom  nature  mouldeth, 
/O  vU       Virtue's  impress  to  receive, — 
Whom  her  moral  law  upholdeth, 
And  will  to  her  practice  cleave. 

2  Happy  he  who  seeks  promotion 

Only  where  her  ranks  are  found  ; 
Disciplined  by  true  devotion, 
Fearlessly  to  tread  her  ground. 

3  Happy  he  who,  young  and  tender, 

Enters  piety's  abode  ; 
Prayers  to  breathe,  and  praises  render. 
For  the  gifts  by  God  bestow' d. 

4  Happy  he  who  as  his  preacher 

Hath  that  angel  from  above, 
Frailty's  most  indulgent  teacher  ; 
Blessed,  pure,  benignant  love  ; 

5  Who  as  Mercy's  envoy  meekly 

Judges  young  transgressors  here, 
In  unguarded  moments  weakly 
Drawn  into  corruption's  sphere  ; 

6  Who,  when  earthly  parents  perish, 

Tidings  to  the  orphan  brings : 
God  the  fatherless  will  cherish 
'Neath  the  shadow  of  His  wings, 

7  Happy  he  who  humbly  hearkens 

To  religion's  voice  in  youth, 
That  when  time  his  prospect  darkens, 
Cheers  him  with  the  beams  of  truth. 

8  Turn  then,  0  ye  young  and  careless  ! 

Leave  awhile  your  sports,  to  learn 
Laws  to  which,  in  seasons  cheerless, 
Ye  for  light  and  warmth  may  turn  : 


9  Prece]>ts  that  shall  overpower 

Peril,  poverty,  and  pain, 
Such  as  in  the  last  dread  hour, 
Victory  o'er  death  shall  gain  1 

10  Faith  on  her  erring  children  calleth, 

God's  forgiveness  to  implore  ; 
Promising  each  tear  that  falleth, 

Ransom  shall  for  sin  procure.  p.  M, 


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V  *S  t.  J 

With  reverential  awe,  I  vow 
To  be  confirmed  an  Israelite, 

And  only  at  Thy  altar  bow. 
Merciful  Lord  !  with  grief  intense, 

I  think,  how  often  when  a  child, 
The  paradise  of  innocence 

Was  by  my  passions  rude  defiled, 

2  Oft  did  my  wayward  spirit  break 

The  prime  injunction  of  Thy  law, 
And  for  some  worthless  idol's  sake, 

Its  worship  from  Thyself  withdraw. 
And,  oh  !  tho'  from  Thy  holy  book 

Another  text  was  daily  read, 
Vainly  Thy  sacred  name  I  took, 

By  levity  or  anger  led. 

o  Blest  Sabbath  !  nature's  golden  hours, 

Holy,  sanctified,  serene, 
When  children  yet  with  youthful  pow'rs, 

The  fruits  of  godliness  should  glean, 
No  incense  from  that  little  urn, 

Where  infant  life  its  spark  secretes, 
Was  brought  before  Thy  shrine  to  burn, 

Whose  bounty  lavished  countless  sweets. 


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4  Nor,  though  an  angel's  voice  might  call 

For  silence  in  the  house  of  pray'r, 
And  show  the  writing  on  the  wall : 

"Know  before  whom  thou  standest 

here! " 
From  idle  converse  would  I  pause ; 

Regardless  of  paternal  threats 
'Gainst  those  who  coldly  serve  Thy  cause, 

I  failed  to  pay  my  filial  debts. 

5  Remembrance  now  my  soul  alarms, 

By  bringing  back  in  sad  review, 
The  guardians  to  whose  fost'ring  arms 

In  suff 'ring  I,  or  sorrow  flew, 
Wounded  by  my  rebellious  ways, 

Infringing  on  that  great  command  : 
"Honor  thy  parents,  that  thy  days 

Be  long  and  happy  in  the  land." 

6  "Thou  shalt  not  covet !"  Woe  is  me  ! 

Forgetful  of  that  charge  divine, 
Not  without  envy  could  I  see 

A  neighbor's  gift  excelling  mine  ! 
0  gracious  God  !  dare  I  then  stand 

Before  Thee  as  a  candidate 
For  place  among  the  chosen  band, 

Who  shall  Thy  law  perpetuate  ? 

7  But  hark  !  A  seraph  whispers  now  : 

"Courage!  and  from  thy  sins  depart! 
God  will  accept  thy  contrite  vow, 

And  make  thee  of  His  fold  a  part. 
Be  thou  a  Hebrew,  sanctified, 

His  Unity  to  promulgate, 
Nor,  tho'  dissenting  brothers  chide, 

From  thy  great  purpose  deviate. 


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S  "In  Providence  then  h'rrnly  trust, 

E'en  when  it  seemeth  most  to  frown ; 
It  raiseth  meekness  from  the  dust, 

And  to  it  brings  the  haughty  down. 
God's  promise  reacheth  to  the  tomb, 

Whence  righteous  spirits  shall  migrate, 
Immortal  graces  to  assume, 

And  all  His  glory  contemplate."      p.  M. 


APPENDIX. 

SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

OAQ   Oh!  fill  our  hearts,  Almighty  King! 
/OUO       With  gratitude  to  Thee, 

That  we  Thy  praise  may  gladly  sing, 
In  all  humility. 

2  May  we  instruction  now  receive, 

With  willing  heart  and  mind, 
And  all  Thy  laws,  0  God  !  believe, 
Who  art  so.  just  and  kind  ; 

3  Who  watchest  o'er  our  actions  here, 

And  guardest  us  from  ill ; 
Oh  !  teach  us  humbly  to  revere, 
And  bow  before  Thy  will. 

4  And  when  our  souls  thou  callest  hence 

To  life  beyond  the  tomb, 
May  there  our  youth  we  recommence, 
For  everlasting  bloom. 

With  grateful  hearts  of  song  and  praise 
And  filial  love  to  Thee  we  raise, 
For  all  that  Thou  hast  ever  done 
For  us,  Thy  children,  holy  One  ! 

2  To  Thee  our  life  and  health  we  owe, 
And  ev'ry  competence  below  ; 
Our  soul  immortal  thou  hast  given, 
To  dwell  again  with  Thee  in  heaven. 


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3  Our  tender  age  by  parents  dear 

Is  watched  with  never-tiring  care  ; 
May  we  with  joyful  willingness 
Their  counsels  on  our  hearts  impress  ! 

4  Our  teachers,  true  in  deed  and  word, 
Instruct  us  in  Thy  law,  0  Lord  ! 
May  we  this  law  before  us  set, 

And  their  monitions  ne'er  forget ! 

5  Do  Thou  assist  us,  while  we  strive 
On  earth  with  all  in  peace  to  live  ; 
And  grant  us,  after  death,  0  King ! 
With  angels  joined,  Thy  praise  to  sing ! 

M.  M. 

O  1  A  Almighty  God  !  we  pray  to  Thee, 
/OJ-V       TO  iea(j  us  with  paternal  hand, 

In  paths  of  truth  and  piety  ; 

And  teach  us  well  to  understand, 

Tho'  young  in  years,  Thy  holy  will, 

And  all  our  duties  to  fulfill. 

2  Bestow  Thy  blessing,  holy  Lord  ! 

On  those  who,  with  untiring  zeal, 
Teach  us  Thine  everlasting  word  : 

A  guide  through  life,  in  woe  and  weal, 
A  shield  against  the  snares  of  sin, 
A  help  Thy  pleasure  e'er  to  win. 

3  May  we  in  wisdom,  Lord  !  progress- 

By  daily  practice  ever  show 
That,  truly  we  Thy  law  profess, 

And  strive  by  all  our  toils  below, 
To  gain,  at  last,  the  choicest  prize — 
Eternal  b/iss  beyond  the  skies.  M.  M. 

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PSALM    OF    DAVID. 

MEEZEMORE. 

Haboo  ladonai  bana-aleem,  haboo  ladonai 
kabode  va-ngoze,  Haboo  ladonai  kabode  shamo, 
hishta-chavva  ladonai  ba-hadrat  Kodesh.  Kole 
adonai  ngal-hamayeem  ale-cha-kabode  hir-ngeem 
adonai  ngal  mayeem-rabeern.  Kole  adonai 
ba-koach  kole  adonai  ba-hadar.  Kole  adonai  sho- 
bare  ara-zeem,  va-isha-bare  e-tar-za  ha-la-banori 
va-yar-kedame  kamo  ngaguel  labanon  va  shuryun 
kamo  ben-rai-amerne.  Kole  adonai  chotsabe 
lahabote  ashe.  Kole  adonai  ya-cheel  midbar, 
yacheel  adonai  midbar  kadoshe,  kole  adonai 
ya-clio-lale  aya-lote,  vasofe  yangarote  oob-ha- 
chalo,  koolo  omare  kabode.  Adonai  la-mabule 
yasheb  vayasheb  adonai  malech  langplam  adonai 
ngose  la-ngamo-yetane  adonai  yaba-raeh  et- 
ngnamo  ba-sha-lome. 


AH-DO-NGO-LAM 

Ah-do-ngo-lam  a-sliare  malaeh  ba-ta-rem 

Kol  yet-sar  neeb-ra, 

Langet  nang-sa  Kaheftsokol  aizai 

Malech  sha-mo-nikra, 

Va  achare-kick  tohhakol  labado  yeemloch  nora. 

Vahalaayoh  vahohova  veliuyeya  bateefara, 

Valiooachad  va-enshene  lahamshelo  la-achber^i 
Balerashete,  balatochlete  valoangoze  va-ilmeesra, 
Balingrierech,  baledimjone,  baleshenoo  ve-atmurah, 
Balecnebure,     baloferood,     gadole-koach 
vahaeabooi*^, 


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Yahoo-ale  vacha-go-ale  vatzoor  cheeble  bayome 

tza-rah, 
Vahoonesee    hoo-ma-noose    manet-kosee    bayome 

ek-rah. 

Bayado  afkeed  roo-che  bengeteshan  ve-angerah, 
Bey im  ruche  gaveyatee  adonai  le  valoera. 


YIGDAL. 

Yigdal  alohimcha  vayish  ta-bach 
Neem-tzar  ve-a-ngnet-el  ma-tze  oo  to, 
Echad  vaaneya  chid  kayehudo, 
Nanglam  vagain  en  suf  la  ach  dooto. 
Enlo  damoot  ha  goof  va  a  noo  goof, 
Lo  na  ngarach  alan  Kadooshato, 
Kodmone  lachal  dabar  a  sher  neebra, 
Rashone  va  ane  rasheet  larash-e-toh. 
Eno  adone  ngolam  lachol  notzar, 
Yora  gadoolato  hoomalchuto. 
Shafang  nabooatoh  natango-ale, 
Ansha  sagoolato  vateefar-to 
Lokam  bayisrael  kamosha-ngode, 
Nabi  oomabeetel  tamoo-nato, 
Torat  amet  natan  langamoel, 
Ngalyad  nabeo  ahman-bato. 
Loyar  ha-lef-ael  valo-yamcer  dato 
Langolainim  laziilato 
Tsofa  vayoda-ang  sa-tara-noo 
Mabeet  lasofe  dabar  bechad-mooto. 
Gomel  la-ish  chaseed  kamif-ngato 
Noten  larashangrang  kareesh-ngato. 
Yeeshlach  lakaatz-yamim  mashechanoo 
Lifdote  machaka-kaatz  yashoo-ngato. 


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Mateern  yachayahel  barobe  chasdo, 
Baruch  ngad  dangad  shem  taelato. 
Aia  shalosh  ngesra  laneek  raneem 
Enam  yasodatel  vatorato. 
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ANE-KA-LO-HA-NOO. 

1  Anekalohanoo,  Anekadonanu, 
Anekamalkanoo,  Anekamo  sheenganoo, 
Mekalohanoo,  Mekadonaiioo, 
Mekamalkanoo,  Mekamoshenganoo. 

2  Nodalolahanoo,  Nodaladonanoo, 
Nodalamalkanoo,  Nodalamo-shenganoo, 
Baruch  alohanoo,  Barucli  adonanoo 
Baruch  Malkanoo  Baruch  moshenganoo. 

3  Ata  oolohanoo,  Ata  ooladonanoo, 

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Ata  oornalkanoo,  Ata  oomoshenganoo, 
Ata  toshengano,  Ata  takoom  tara 
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